Luyện nghe bài hát Loco

I the 44
Then the Van Gogh
She the front door
She came
She came and
I and rolled over
No time for cold shoulders
my mind
She outta red
She woozy bitch bourgeois straight Dubai
She love the hip hop and love my slick
Give head then the boy to crip walk
I the James Joyce
Don't need the Rolls
I need a straight jacket go bat shit
Sick of these rapper my swagger
Tryna run with the penmanship
Gangsta Gatsby
with no lotion
Get this shit
Crack his jaw
in my system
Daddy smoking
he loved smoking niggas no joking

Everybody get a bit crazy
Seems like you've feeling that lately
gets a little bit lonely
Keep slowly slowly
Right place at the time
turn in my own mind
Right place at the wrong
Got lost in my own

okay, hey Vince, it's me
Things are going pretty great and this ain't what you
Don't need to waste your time on an ignorant
Send me some more money, we'll it all up
Hey, remember how we used to in Pre-K?
Mama whooped that ass for 3
at McDonald's for our birthday
It's okay, it's okay, guess I say

Lemme tell ya 'bout, when a went crazy
At the Marriott, having Cobain dreams
Lemme tell ya bout, when a went loco
Ace shoulda stayed at the Soho
keep knocking on my door though
Don't she I'm staring in the mirror with a 44
Tryna get my head
She get the bed straight
No to think
KABOOM on the

Uhh me tienes
(Pinche abre los ojos)
Quien te cres eh? El muy
(Date de lo que tienes)
Tu no nadien
(Ya no niño)
lo que quieres hacer te sale mal, eres un estupido no sabes nada
(You're a grown ass man)
Nadie te enserio
(I fuckin' hate you, just me the fuck alone)
Sabes que, vete a la chingada me gordo
(Pinche desgraciado)
Pinche vato
(I hate you)

Everybody get a little bit
Seems like you've been feeling lately
Everybody gets a bit lonely
Keep breathing slowly
Right place at the time
turn in my own mind
Right at the wrong time
Got in my own mind

It's okay, hey Vince, me
are going pretty great and this ain't what you need
Don't need to your time on an ignorant fuck
Send me some money, we'll laugh it all up
Hey, how we used to fight in Pre-K?
Mama whooped ass for 3 days
Parties at for our birthday
It's okay, okay, guess I should say

In the Benz speeding with my black skin gleaming
Out the
Tints low baby come and see 'em the rent low
Been I don't need a shrink I need a hit song tryna show the world a nigga

Been a schizo crip though off of 65th
Anybody I ain't aiming when the shit blow
Jumping through your window hit a lick mode
Thugging the flip phone don't be who I flip on

We all waste away, what are you looking
We all waste away, what do you got in
We all waste away, I can't take much more
We all away, rather be lost and poor
What my pastor say? Some shit I don't believe
What my master Nigga, you won't be free
Until you pass away, razor on my
Tryna compensate, this pain, it run so
"But you a star," say, "You mean so much to me
so much to me"