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 little bit dog, just a bit, yeah
flippin ex-ho trippin... ohhh

flippin, trippin
got them new kicks from that boy pippin
still weight liffin... skin off the
and you hos know what im sippin
still a big
a straight killa'
still unloadin' off that wheela'
nobody betta', ever ever
glass on my 'lac like that girl
hand on my
surf on the
lookin for a shredder in a sweater
gets settled
straight the ghetto
say you comin back i keep espedo
hillwood tx, not many
'cept the one that got them two six engines
ask questions, don't give answers
sittin at the bar im not a good dancer
its the day after, pray for me
mix a little purple with the shasta
or the soda
rollin in the
motherfuckin thug the fifth of october
servin that
its la loca
catch her at the club ima slap her choke her
still a baller haulin, and i shot it
call it what you call it, more brown bags than
man im cadabra
not a straggler
bubbler not a
hustler not a
been a bachelor
always been
to these streets
stayin long im buried
now ima swang, ima
i im seein blurrs
wit my boy serge in the trunk spurs
wit my persian
on twenty-two
when i she say that my trigger finger twitches
im superstitious and i in ghosts
so many hos wanna be the 'los
im tweakin on the motherfuckin that i smoke
goin ninety-five on my boat
ridin them
chunkin up my
call me up talkin 'bout he want a raise
crime sho
don't do braids, keep a low cut that boy norman bates
rattles and it shakes, jumps and it
white candy paint look like the pearly
my tapes in fifty different states
fuck the cause you motherfuckers hate
but its all good, im a small hood
tie his bitch ass up and bring him to hillwood
in my sag down to my lugs
a t-shirt that 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 just let my black bust
and it like...

(chorus)

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

SPM

i tightin up my on my brand new stacy's
hug and kiss my babies then call up my
tryin to it through another day no easy
hate cause im on top like zz
young niggas think we out here playin fuckin
one niggas lookin at the other niggas brains
laughed and you giggled the words that i riddled
now we in the coffin rock hard and dick shriveled
along in my '54 bomb
yes i hate like them boys of islam
gone in the wind, not 'till the end
no more talk with my glock in the of my hand
at the mandolay
got a call they two, the rest ran away
that's how the gets done in the deep south
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 ???? now my house is roomy
niggas wanna do me but you bitches to me
understand my killers makin haters bloody
actin 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 wind what has begun
blast my once sweep 'em up then be done
im one in a catrillion, motherfuckin
layin in my bed gettin head a brazilian
mama bitchin
gangstas listen
im blowin weed them boys from new edition
man im
never ever
skip to my lou my motherfuckin
and it like...

(chorus)

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

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 hood you record it
now some of ya'll niggas think my is so warm
cold motherfucker me, you don't none motherfucker
have your whole ducka ducka
it when i pull out my nine milla placa
nigga watcha, be careful cause my blood hotter
chunk that bullit out my gun 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 makin that
my belly full and my throat was never wetta
every ????, meet me at the stage letta
cause when ???? we goin' go down to

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

that was kinda wasn't it (yeahhhh)

eh he he yeah