Luyện nghe bài hát Lobo Wanna Raise

SPM

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

flippin, ex-ho
got them new from that boy scottie pippin
still liffin... skin off the chicken
and you hos know what im sippin
a big dippa'
still a killa'
still unloadin' off eighteen wheela'
nobody betta', never ever
glass on my 'lac like that cinderella
on my 'retta
surf on the
lookin for a shredder in a sweater
beef gets
straight the ghetto
say you comin back homeboy i espedo
tx, not many mexicans
'cept the one that got them two six engines
don't ask questions, don't answers
sittin at the bar im not a good dancer
its the day after, pray for me
mix a little purple with the strawberry
or the soda
in the cobra
motherfuckin thug born the of october
servin coka
its la loca
catch her at the club ima her then choke her
still a haulin, bought and i shot it
it what you call it, more brown bags than sonic
man im abra
not a straggler
bubbler not a
hustler not a
never been a
always married
to these fuckin
stayin long 'till im
now ima swang, ima
i im seein blurrs
wit my boy serge in the trunk spurs
wit my persian
on inches
when i sleep she say that my finger twitches
im superstitious and i in ghosts
so many hos wanna be with the
im tweakin on the motherfuckin weed i smoke
goin on my motherfuckin boat
them waves
chunkin up my
lobo call me up talkin he want a raise
crime sho
don't do braids, keep a low cut like boy norman bates
rattles and it shakes, and it brakes
white candy paint look like the pearly
sellin my tapes in fifty different
the radio cause you motherfuckers hate
but its all good, im from a small
tie his ass up and bring him back to hillwood
in my levi's sag to my lugs
with a t-shirt say "breeders not drugs"
be one of us, in the rush
put diamonds on my baby's hairbrush
i fuck with the and not the minus
and i might just let my nine bust
and it like...

(chorus)

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

SPM

i tightin up my on my brand new stacy's
hug and kiss my babies then up my crazies
tryin to it through another day no easy
motherfuckers cause im on top like zz
young think we out here playin fuckin games
'til one niggas lookin at the other niggas
laughed and you giggled bout the that i riddled
now we step in the coffin rock and dick shriveled
hoppin along in my '54
yes i hate pigs like them boys of
in the wind, not long 'till the end
no more with my glock in the palm of my hand
alize at the
got a call they two, the rest ran away
that's how the shit done in the deep south
im in vegas watchin vargas knock a out
ice glisten hold it down and dirty
peace to all my raza up in alberquerque
sign a with ???? now my house is roomy
wanna do me but you bitches nothin to me
understand my killers love makin haters
actin buddy softer than silly putty
hang by a and gut 'em like you do a goat
and on his write this on a fuckin note
bitch pissin in the wind began has begun
blast my heat sweep 'em up then be done
im one in a catrillion, million
in my bed gettin head from a brazilian
mama still
still listen
im blowin with them boys from new edition
man im
ever fallin
skip to my lou my darlin
and it like...

(chorus)

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

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

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

was kinda tight wasn't it (yeahhhh)

eh he he yeah