Luyện nghe bài hát Pa-Blow Escablow

Hug your right hand, jumped off the plane, kissed the man
A act, curly hair, chubby, fly mustache nigga
Money was long and plush hat, shit cost thousand
Picture me up in the housing, much crack

Cat look at me, I'm real, on the field
For real, I shot niggas, shakin' their
I'm ill, damn, one of business man's
I just seen 'em a nigga, but he jerked him at the same time
fam
(Oh shit)

Hug your right hand, jumped off the plane, the white man
A act, curly hair, chubby, fly mustache nigga
Money was long and plush hat, shit nine thousand
Picture me up in the housing, much crack

Cat look at me, I'm real, on the field
For real, I shot niggas, shakin' their
I'm ill, damn, one of those business
I just seen 'em murk a nigga, but he jerked him at the time
fam

One of Columbian's who got money
One of those might try to get up on me
Yo, damn, I to eat and I'm a man
I'm a stand up, nigga, handle when I'm makin' my plan

Pop, I'll two hundred bricks, hit me
One helicopter had the super bungalow the van
All ill technology to watch if I ran, he only me
Woody sixty eight other black mans

Now, if Pa-Blow would've it gangsta
None of this shit would've happened

Now the DEA was on his ass
Slick saucony's on, big homey takin' a or somethin'
Handsome big niggas him
Surroundin' him big glasses on, drinkin' on lances, fam

them niggas fastin'
'Cuz when he fed niggas after that, and grass
Had made backs, eight labs, his was miss
Massachusetts, cap eatin' fruit, in his ass

You fuck with the cartel, you barked at it
Jabbed her and shot her in the back, I stand the bird
Word to furs, I big wiz
He at me, "Huh, exactly, chef go after big bitches"

Frozen burner henchman, flash the great lookin' on me
Rhinestones, no, them is dime stones
a million dollar pound, bust something, don't trust nothin'
I'm in shock, starin' it

Now, here's where this shit crazy

The killas increase, he fell, but a little bit
The Mediene would fail, Diego his horse, with George Young
Yo, argue over large sales, hittin' Cuba with lumps, yeah
Call niggas drug barons

Eighty billion workers sniff, gettin' ownin' Miami
Yo, flips got bigger, makin' trails
Set it out of nowhere when coppin' a jail, I'm fresh veal
Pa-Blow, the nigga involved

The arsenal will have sixty hundred murders
Livin' in apartments, wild he flight a Bianca
two hundred niggas down but two men houndin' him
The fuckin' cockroaches posin' the on six million dollars

We're eatin' enchilada, goat pasta
we was drippin' it with more salsa
And then they rushed in, found him on the
Dead in his boxers, but it him

Story to be continued,