Luyện nghe bài hát Loca

Know your sick of all the same old
Same club wit' the same
Backwoods, tryin' to your brain
Wit' a broke-ass nigga in the CarMax
You ain't nothin' but a thang
Ass too thick for your 5' 10"
Want to spend all in your nine lives?
Get to purrin' when that liquor get to
Get it crackin', why you actin' like a
Where it come from, mama or the
You paid for it, did you pray for it? Get
And a nigga gotta sit and wait for it, is it it?
Why I ask when I know?
Don't me, mind already gone
Nigga not keep callin' ya phone
my dogs in the yard at his home

You know you drive me

Girl, you like somethin' out of King
Magazine, in the magazine
Hope a don't run up tweakin'
I'm tryna to have a good time evening
91 Freeway, eastbound,
night but the face 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 clubs, into nightlife
Only it wit' the thugs, I ain't never did a drug
Weed what I does, need your mind right
They won't ever a nigga at the stoplight
your life like?
Would you for a nigga, die for a nigga?
Court lie for a nigga?
Switch up to set up a snitch on a
Maybe, still gon' me crazy

You know you drive me

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