Luyện nghe bài hát Lobo Wanna Raise

SPM

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

flippin, trippin
got them new kicks from boy scottie pippin
still weight liffin... skin off the
and you hos already know im sippin
still a big
still a straight
still off that eighteen wheela'
nobody betta', never ever
glass on my 'lac like girl cinderella
hand on my
surf on the
for a shredder in a polo sweater
beef settled
straight from the
say you back homeboy i keep espedo
hillwood tx, not many
'cept the one that got them two six engines
don't ask questions, give answers
at the bar cause im not a good dancer
its the day after, pray for me
mix a purple with the strawberry shasta
or the soda
in the cobra
motherfuckin thug born the fifth of
servin coka
its la vida
catch her at the club ima her then choke her
a baller haulin, bought and i shot it
call it what you call it, more brown than sonic
man im abra
struggler not a
bubbler not a
not a hastler
never been a
always been
to these streets
long 'till im buried
now ima swang, ima
i im seein blurrs
wit my boy serge in the watchin spurs
wit my persian
on inches
when i sleep she say my trigger finger twitches
im superstitious and i believe in
so hos wanna be with the 'los
im on the motherfuckin weed that i smoke
goin ninety-five on my motherfuckin
ridin them
chunkin up my
call me up talkin 'bout he want a raise
crime sho
don't do braids, keep a low cut like that boy norman
rattles and it shakes, and it brakes
white paint look like the pearly gates
sellin my tapes in fifty states
fuck the radio cause you hate
but its all good, im a small hood
tie his ass up and bring him back to hillwood
in my levi's sag down to my
with a t-shirt say "breeders not drugs"
be one of us, live in the
just put on my baby's hairbrush
i fuck the plus and not the minus
and i might let my black nine bust
and it like...

(chorus)

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

SPM

i up my laces on my brand new stacy's
hug and kiss my babies call up my crazies
tryin to make it through day no easy
motherfuckers cause im on top like zz
young niggas think we out here playin fuckin
'til one niggas lookin at the niggas brains
laughed and you giggled bout the words that i
now we step in the coffin rock and dick shriveled
along in my '54 bomb
yes i hate pigs like them of islam
gone in the wind, not 'till the end
no more talk with my in the palm of my hand
alize at the
got a call they shot two, the rest ran
that's how the shit gets done in the deep
im in vegas watchin vargas knock a out
ice glisten ballitician it down and dirty
peace to all my raza up in alberquerque
sign a bonus with ???? now my house is
niggas wanna do me but you bitches to me
understand my killers love makin bloody
actin buddy softer than silly putty
hang by a rope and gut 'em you do a goat
and on his neck write this on a fuckin
bitch pissin in the wind what began has
blast my heat sweep 'em up then be done
im one in a catrillion, motherfuckin
layin in my bed gettin head from a
still bitchin
gangstas listen
im blowin with them boys from new edition
man im
ever fallin
skip to my lou my motherfuckin
and it like...

(chorus)

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

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

that's what im about
see ya
uh ya'll ready for this

that was tight wasn't it (yeahhhh)

eh he he right