Luyện nghe bài hát Lobo Wanna Raise

SPM

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

flippin, ex-ho
got them new kicks that boy scottie pippin
still weight liffin... skin off the
and you hos already know what im
a big dippa'
still a killa'
still unloadin' off eighteen wheela'
nobody betta', never ever
glass on my 'lac like that cinderella
hand on my
on the netta
lookin for a shredder in a polo
beef gets
from the ghetto
say you comin back homeboy i keep
hillwood tx, not many
'cept the one got them two six hundred engines
don't ask questions, don't answers
sittin at the bar cause im not a dancer
its the day after, pray for me
mix a little purple the strawberry shasta
or the soda
in the cobra
motherfuckin thug the fifth of october
that coka
its la loca
catch her at the club ima slap her then her
still a baller haulin, bought and i it
call it what you call it, more brown bags sonic
man im cadabra
not a straggler
bubbler not a
not a hastler
never been a
always married
to these fuckin
stayin long 'till im
now ima swang, ima
i think im blurrs
wit my boy serge in the watchin spurs
wit my princess
on twenty-two
when i she say that my trigger finger twitches
im superstitious and i in ghosts
so many hos wanna be with the
im tweakin on the motherfuckin that i smoke
goin on my motherfuckin boat
ridin waves
up my tres
lobo call me up talkin 'bout he a raise
sho pays
don't do braids, keep a low cut like boy norman bates
rattles and it shakes, jumps and it
white paint look like the pearly gates
sellin my tapes in different states
fuck the radio cause you motherfuckers
but its all good, im from a small
tie his ass up and bring him back to hillwood
in my sag down 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 plus and not the
and i might just let my black nine
and it like...

(chorus)

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

SPM

i tightin up my laces on my new stacy's
hug and kiss my then call up my crazies
tryin to make it through day no easy
hate cause im on top like zz
young think we out here playin fuckin games
'til one lookin at the other niggas brains
laughed and you giggled bout the that i riddled
now we step in the coffin rock hard and dick
along in my '54 bomb
yes i pigs like them boys of islam
in the wind, not long 'till the end
no more talk my glock in the palm of my hand
at the mandolay
got a call they shot two, the rest ran
how the shit gets done in the deep south
im in vegas watchin vargas a bitch out
ice ballitician hold it down and dirty
peace to all my fuckin up in alberquerque
sign a bonus with ???? now my is roomy
wanna do me but you bitches nothin to me
understand my killers love haters bloody
actin buddy buddy softer silly putty
by a rope and gut 'em like you do a goat
and on his neck this on a fuckin note
bitch in the wind what began has begun
blast my heat sweep 'em up then be done
im one in a catrillion, million
layin in my bed head from a brazilian
mama bitchin
gangstas still
im blowin weed them boys from new edition
man im
never fallin
skip to my lou my motherfuckin
and it like...

(chorus)

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

so if you see 'em see 'em, go tell 'em tell 'em
only music is my dope and i 'em sell 'em
or i 'em slang 'em
it don't matter what you it
my shit so hot up in the you better record it
now some of niggas think my heart is so warm
cold motherfucker me, you don't want motherfucker
have your whole crew ducka
it happens when i pull out my milla placa
nigga watcha, be careful cause my blood gets
chunk that out my gun than stoppa
remember when i used to be a mic
but by the grace of way i come to be the mic checker
now its betta, now that im that chedda
my belly full and my throat was never wetta
every ????, meet me at the back letta
cause when ???? we goin' go down to

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

that was kinda wasn't it (yeahhhh)

eh he he right