Luyện nghe bài hát Marinatin'

We Could marinate, get nice and and riches
(But it's B.Y.O.B.) your own bud, brew, and bitches
no set trippin', actin' ill and don't steal, for real
(You to chill)

1:
I up in my Tommy Hilfigures boxers at 10 from a knock at the door
But why they at my door
Oh! My they got a half gallon, smilin'
My totalled ten one empty round from putting it down
But now, my day is starting off Cola and Remy Martin
of the homeys from L.A. and Carson want to throw a private party today
Threw on some Gautier and my link dressed to kill like Bernard Getts
My squad flex like Lee Haney, so its best I keeps myself on house
Cause you never know, maybe they might up at 429 Bauchet
Locked away, plus can't keep the boody calls
I'm

Dialed up some micehead to see what's tonight
She said she broke up with her man
And since she free like Mnadela, she bringina box of pantellas
Acapells, I like Lou Panella made sure to tell her
bring no fellas, cherral, girl you can braid the tweed
And then you can show me how to do the pepper
Agreeded, cause we get down like on a regular, loungin'
Watchin' bootleged tapes, shooting jokes, choice of imported smokes
and Celo on the patio for more chips than Bingo
Chips the MGM casino
Just make sure your homegirl is single, so it's
ain't nothing worse than fifth wheels that's cockblocking
And while I"m knocking talking about she ret' to go
I some of your brown sugar while I bump D'Angelo
(Fo'sho) No special holiday, but sometiems just being alive is a for

So we

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I get around Dolby Pro Logic,
But running streets too much get fools hated
Incarcerated, or
At the house we safely intoxicated, lubricated
Playing questions, faded and now, we got the ladies undressing
1st King strippers bouncin' on nigggas balls like the LA Clippers
The phone rang, my shorty said "What you up to, boo?"
Nothing, just chillin' like bruh-man on do
See only when I'm tipsy, when my start slurring
Do I get causght telling lies like Mark
So I'll call you later drink was low, to the stash and pulled out the
XO
The T.U.'s is for whatever
Let's run more trains than the but ya'll got to be out by two
I'm getting and plus my boo is coming through
So let the front door hit you where Ru probably might
And everybody what's up for tomorrow night