Luyện nghe bài hát Loca

Know your sick of all the old thangs
Same wit' the same champagne
Backwoods, tryin' to your brain
Wit' a broke-ass nigga in the CarMax
You ain't nothin' but a thang
Ass too thick for 5' 10" frame
Want to spend all night in your 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 better not callin' ya phone
Have my in the yard at his home

You know you me crazy

Girl, you like somethin' out of King
Magazine, in the magazine
a nigga don't run up tweakin'
I'm tryna to have a good time 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 keep it
I ain't really into clubs, nightlife
Only kick it wit' the thugs, I ain't never did a
Weed blowin' what I does, need mind right
They won't ever catch a nigga at the
What your life
Would you ride for a nigga, die for a
Court lie for a nigga?
Switch up to set up a snitch on a
Maybe, gon' drive me crazy

You know you me crazy

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