Luyện nghe bài hát Loca

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

You you drive me crazy

Girl, you like somethin' out of King
Magazine, in the magazine
Hope a nigga run up tweakin'
I'm tryna to have a good this evening
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 gotta it
I ain't really into clubs, nightlife
Only kick it wit' the thugs, I ain't did a drug
Weed what I does, need your mind right
won't ever catch a nigga at the stoplight
What your life
Would you for a nigga, die for a nigga?
Court lie for a nigga?
Switch up to set up a on a nigga?
Maybe, still drive me crazy

You know you me crazy

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