Luyện nghe bài hát Loca

Know your sick of all the old thangs
Same club wit' the same
Backwoods, tryin' to burn brain
Wit' a broke-ass nigga in the Range
You ain't nothin' but a vibrant
Ass too for your 5' 10" frame
to spend all night in your nine lives?
Get to purrin' that liquor get to burnin'
Get it crackin', why you actin' a virgin?
Where it from, mama or the surgeon?
You paid for it, did you pray for it? Get
And a nigga gotta sit and for it, is it worth it?
Why I ask when I know?
Don't mind me, already gone
better not keep callin' ya phone
Have my dogs in the at his home

You you drive me crazy

Girl, you lookin' somethin' out of King
Magazine, in the magazine
Hope a nigga run up tweakin'
I'm tryna to a good time this evening
91 Freeway, eastbound,
Late night but the right, I need it
Mando, I'm the man though, you see it
Niggas wanna kill me, so I gotta it
I ain't really into clubs, nightlife
Only kick it wit' the thugs, I never did a drug
blowin' what I does, need your mind right
They ever catch a nigga at the stoplight
What your like?
Would you ride for a nigga, die for a
Court lie for a nigga?
Switch up to set up a snitch on a
Maybe, still gon' drive me

You know you me crazy

quiere estar en la calle gusta con
Amigos como pendejo y nunca quieres estar en la
Tienes cosas que hacer en la también
Siempre estar con ellos y nunca quieres estar conmigo what the fuck
Yo no sé que vas hacer, but you need to get your together
Because a mi no me vas a tratar como ninguna otra estupido