Luyện nghe bài hát New Orleans Maniac

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ok really ain't no rock shit, but uhm, ahem, ah, LET'S GO!
HOLLYGROVE NEW ORLEANS MANIAC
SHOOT A NIGGA UP HIS WHOLE BODY AIN'T ATTACHED

Hi, my is best rapper alive
And your mouth is the crapper alive
Cuz you talk shit, I get hit and it off
Like fuck that, then I just spit like barking
Call it bust back, attitude fuck em all
And I'm greezy and your is a butterball
What's geezy, I mean what's good, bitch is you
my watch bet it be money all the time
Sunny on the side I stay at
MIA at?
I get pussy time I say that
In the game room, I don't that
Bitch nigga get laid down he lay at
AK at front doh
Zo
You can ask
Shoot til my soh
Coupe wit a low
Who put the
I'm tired of the south, so in your is where the dick go
Yeahh........
like it when I say yeah huh
And your boyfriend's a
And I don't own baby
I own the mines
So step on my land and catch a like Anquan
F. and the F is for franchise
You lookin at me is you're lookin through ant eyes
Young can't die, bitch we like Hancock
I'm a Martian watchu sayin Spock
I turn your into a ham hot
I put it in a pan pot
Shoot til my hot
I can't hear you stop
I hear sayin pop
I hear choppers sayin
I niggas screamin and shit
I said holla at ya boy bitch
But at ya boy bitch
I'm the boy
Not ya boy
Cuz ya boy a Bitch!

Moola Crazy:]
Eastside Loco, ya sweet like
And you can get yo ass fast like go go
Mass on my face, low pro a low show
Shoot a rapper when his album drop give em
Ya like bozo, they ask him bout the group shit it's time to get the loop bitch I had to go solo

Yo bitch all on me, you betta watch ya hoe
She come kick it like a dojo. Uh oh
nigga fuck em then I drop em like a low low
Bitch want money like no no no
Nigga if you hatin suck a no homo
Boy I it gutter like bo-bos
Yeah I'm what I do so nigga just do you
And my gun nicknamed she do too
Nigga to the young money age zoo crew
We starvin and you could get ate zoo-zoos

Niggas boo hoo cry muthafucker I'm
I'll break bones and
You are just a muthafucker I'm a marksman
And I'm all the green like boston
Pardon me I'm talkin wreckless
You walk into a gun fight, knife no bitch you crazy
like the ice you wearin yo fugaze
Put em in the dirt em push a few daisies

80's baby, soon to be rich nigga, king beatin on my chest on you bitch niggas
Paper I'm after so I'm on ass now
Young money cash cow