Luyện nghe bài hát Loca

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

You know you drive me

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

You know you me crazy

quiere estar en la calle gusta con
Amigos como y nunca quieres estar en la casa
Tienes cosas que hacer en la casa
Siempre quieres estar con ellos y nunca quieres estar 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 otra pendeja estupido