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 weight liffin... skin off the
and you hos already know im sippin
a big dippa'
still a straight
still unloadin' off eighteen wheela'
nobody betta', never ever
glass on my 'lac like that girl
hand on my
on the netta
lookin for a shredder in a polo
beef gets
from the ghetto
say you comin homeboy i keep espedo
hillwood tx, not many
'cept the one that got two six hundred engines
don't ask questions, give 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 cream
in the cobra
motherfuckin born the fifth of october
that coka
its la loca
catch her at the club ima her then choke her
still a baller haulin, and i shot it
call it what you call it, brown bags than sonic
man im abra
struggler not a
not a babbler
hustler not a
never a bachelor
always married
to these fuckin
long 'till im buried
now ima swang, ima
i think im seein
wit my boy serge in the trunk watchin
wit my persian
on twenty-two
when i sleep she say that my trigger finger
im superstitious and i in ghosts
so many hos wanna be the 'los
im on the motherfuckin weed that i smoke
ninety-five on my motherfuckin boat
ridin waves
up my tres
lobo call me up talkin 'bout he a raise
crime sho
don't do braids, keep a low cut like that boy bates
and it shakes, jumps and it brakes
white candy paint look like the pearly
my tapes in fifty different states
fuck the radio cause you motherfuckers
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
a t-shirt that say "breeders not drugs"
be one of us, in the rush
just put diamonds on my baby's
i fuck with the plus and not the
and i might let my black nine bust
and it like...

(chorus)

uhh ya'll ain't ready for
ya'll ain't ready for this
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 call up my crazies
tryin to make it another day no easy
motherfuckers cause im on top like zz
young niggas think we out here fuckin games
'til one niggas at the other niggas brains
and you giggled bout the words that i riddled
now we step in the coffin hard 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 glock in the palm of my
alize at the
got a call they two, the rest ran away
that's how the shit gets done in the deep
im in vegas vargas knock a bitch out
ice glisten ballitician hold it and dirty
to all my fuckin raza 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
buddy buddy softer than silly putty
hang by a rope and gut 'em you do a goat
and on his write this on a fuckin note
bitch pissin in the what began has begun
my heat once sweep 'em up then be done
im one in a catrillion, million
layin in my bed gettin head a brazilian
still bitchin
gangstas still
im blowin weed with boys from new edition
man im
never ever
to my lou my motherfuckin darlin
and it like...

(chorus)

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

so if you see 'em see 'em, go head tell 'em 'em
only music is my and i sell 'em sell 'em
or i slang 'em 'em
it matter what you call 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 don't want motherfucker
have your crew ducka ducka
it when i pull out my nine milla placa
nigga watcha, be careful cause my gets hotter
chunk that bullit out my gun 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 stay full and my throat was never
every ????, meet me at the back stage
cause when we goin' go down to jamaica

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

was kinda tight wasn't it (yeahhhh)

eh he he yeah