Luyện nghe bài hát Loco [Explicit]

I the 44
Then paint the Van
She rang the door
She commando
She came and
I came and over
No time for conversations cold
Outta my
She outta red
She woozy bitch straight from Dubai
She love the hip hop and my slick talk
head then begged the boy to crip walk
I write the James
Don't need the Royce
I need a straight jacket finna go bat
Sick of these rapper stealing my
Tryna run the penmanship practiced
Gangsta gone
with no lotion
Get this cracking
Crack his jaw
Crack in my
Daddy smoking
he loved smoking niggas no joking

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

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

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

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

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

It's okay, hey Vince, me
Things are going pretty great and this ain't you need
need to waste your time on an ignorant fuck
Send me more 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, it's okay, I should say

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

Been a schizo though off of 65th though
Anybody killer I aiming when the shit blow
Jumping through your window finna hit a mode
Thugging since the flip phone 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 Some shit that I don't believe
What my master say? Nigga, you won't be
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"