Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Loco's Melody

1]
The game on tilt Dope House I built
Beans get and niggas get killed
Sleepin on silk 'cause you head got
Caught the hot slug blood spillin like
King of the Hill baby named Jill
Naw I aint uhh maybe just a lil
to Big Will up in what Mackadosious
Butt naked doing my promotions
n roaches baseball coaches
That was '82 now I by the ocean
In a 3 story while I while I all this
Jap on my lap ass flat like
She so outside its stormy
Get my from a nigga named Georgie
Purple n smoke like a hippie
In the game throwed you hoes come and get me

JC ad libs]

2]
I spit the neck once again I'm a wreck
I like chicken salad with the what
Like my girl sassy southern and
Creep in my jet ski they tryin to me
Im like in that movie Goodfellas
I hang with dope sellers dear God can you us
a lil forest for the ones who went before us
Nigga you ballin take them 20's off that Taurus
Appologizin momma I'm so sorry about the
For everytime I clean the house and cut the grass
Or the time I threw up on your new couches
Or the time you me cooking up them 9 ounces
Drug son aint much to be proud of
My only fucking goal was to sew the town up
I promised to get out of the game so times
Is hard to explain so I these lines

[Chorus: JC ad

3]
I put the in my soda pop
Cops lookin at me I stole the drop
I cant have things like swing-a-langs
Twelve hundred dollar shirts on plastic
Im a li