Luyện nghe bài hát Loco

I the 44
paint the Van Gogh
She the front door
She commando
She came and
I and rolled over
No time for conversations cold
my mind
She red wine
She woozy bitch straight from Dubai
She the hip hop and love my slick talk
Give head begged the boy to crip walk
I write the James
Don't need the Rolls
I need a jacket finna go bat shit
Sick of these rapper stealing my
Tryna run with the penmanship
Gangsta gone
Fades with no
Get this cracking
Crack his jaw
in my system
Daddy loved
Like he loved smoking no joking

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

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

Lemme ya 'bout, when a nigga went crazy
At the Marriott, having Cobain dreams
Lemme tell ya bout, when a nigga loco
Ace hotel stayed at the Soho
Housekeeping knocking on my door though
Don't she know I'm staring in the with a 44
Tryna get my head
She get the bed straight
No room to
on the sink

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

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

It's okay, hey Vince, me
Things are going pretty great and 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, remember how we to fight in Pre-K?
Mama that ass for 3 days
at McDonald's for our birthday
It's okay, okay, guess I should say

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

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

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