Luyện nghe bài hát Pa-Blow Escablow

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

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

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, serving much

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

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

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

Now, if Pa-Blow would've kept it
None of this would've never happened

Now the DEA was on his ass
saucony's on, big homey takin' a blast or somethin'
Handsome big around him
Surroundin' him with big on, drinkin' on lances, fam

Most niggas fastin'
'Cuz when he fed niggas after that, pussy and
Had made backs, eight labs, his date was
Massachusetts, cap fruit, tongue in his ass

You fuck with the cartel, you barked at it
her and shot her in the back, I can't stand the bird
Word to furs, I big wiz
He looked at me, "Huh, exactly, chef go big bitches"

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

Now, here's this shit gets crazy

The increase, he fell, but maybe a little bit
The Mediene Cartel would fail, his horse, with George Young
Yo, will over large sales, hittin' Cuba with lumps, yeah
Call them drug barons

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

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

We're eatin' enchilada, cheese pasta
we was drippin' it with more salsa
And they rushed in, found him on the roof
in his boxers, but it wasn't him

Story to be continued,