Luyện nghe bài hát Lobo Wanna Raise

SPM

uh, uhh up my voice a little bit
just a little man, just a little bit man, yo just a bit dog, just a little bit, yeah
ex-ho trippin... ohhh shit

flippin, trippin
got them new from that boy scottie pippin
weight liffin... skin off the chicken
and you hos know what im sippin
a big dippa'
still a killa'
still unloadin' off that wheela'
betta', never ever ever
glass on my like that girl cinderella
on my 'retta
surf on the
lookin for a shredder in a polo
beef settled
from the ghetto
say you comin back i keep espedo
hillwood tx, not many
'cept the one got them two six hundred engines
don't ask questions, don't give
sittin at the bar im not a good dancer
its the day after, for me pastor
mix a little purple with the shasta
or the soda
in the cobra
motherfuckin thug born the of october
that coka
its la vida
catch her at the club ima her then choke her
still a haulin, bought and i shot it
call it what you it, more brown bags than sonic
man im cadabra
not a straggler
bubbler not a
hustler not a
never been a
been married
to these streets
stayin 'till im buried
now ima swang, ima
i im seein blurrs
wit my boy in the trunk watchin spurs
wit my princess
on inches
when i she say that my trigger finger twitches
im and i believe in ghosts
so hos wanna be with the 'los
im tweakin on the motherfuckin that i smoke
goin ninety-five on my boat
ridin waves
chunkin up my
lobo call me up 'bout he want a raise
sho pays
don't do braids, keep a low cut like boy norman bates
rattles and it shakes, and it brakes
candy paint look like the pearly gates
sellin my tapes in fifty states
fuck the radio cause you hate
but its all good, im from a small
tie his bitch ass up and bring him to hillwood
in my sag down to my lugs
with a that say "breeders not drugs"
be one of us, live in the
just put on my baby's hairbrush
i with the plus and not the minus
and i just let my black nine bust
and it like...

(chorus)

uhh ya'll ain't ready for
nuh-uh ain't ready for this
uh ain't ready for this, come on, you no ready for this

SPM

i up my laces on my brand new stacy's
hug and my babies then call up my crazies
to make it through another day no easy
motherfuckers hate cause im on top zz
young niggas think we out playin fuckin games
'til one niggas lookin at the niggas brains
laughed and you giggled bout the that i riddled
now we step in the coffin rock hard and shriveled
hoppin in my '54 bomb
yes i pigs like them boys of islam
gone in the wind, not 'till the end
no more with my glock in the palm of my hand
alize at the
got a call they shot two, the ran away
that's how the shit gets done in the deep
im in vegas watchin vargas a bitch out
ice ballitician hold it down and dirty
peace to all my fuckin raza up in
sign a bonus with now my house is roomy
niggas do me but you bitches nothin to me
understand my killers love makin haters
buddy buddy softer than silly putty
hang by a rope and gut 'em you do a goat
and on his neck write this on a note
bitch pissin in the wind began has begun
blast my heat once sweep 'em up then be
im one in a catrillion, million
in my bed gettin head from a brazilian
mama still
gangstas still
im blowin weed with them from new edition
man im
never fallin
skip to my lou my darlin
and it like...

(chorus)

uh ya'll ready for this
ya'll ain't ready for
uh ya'll ain't for this
nuh-uh ya'll ain't for this, listen

so if you see 'em see 'em, go head tell 'em 'em
only music is my dope and i sell 'em 'em
or i slang 'em 'em
it don't matter what you it
my shit so hot up in the hood you record it
now some of ya'll niggas think my heart is so
cold motherfucker me, you want none motherfucker
have your whole ducka ducka
it when i pull out my nine milla placa
nigga watcha, be cause my blood gets hotter
that bullit out my gun than stoppa
remember i used to be a mic wrecker
but by the of your way i come to be the mic checker
now its betta, now im makin that chedda
my stay full and my throat was never wetta
every ????, meet me at the back stage
cause when ???? we go down to jamaica

that's what im about
see ya
uh ya'll ain't ready for

was kinda tight wasn't it (yeahhhh)

eh he he right