Luyện nghe bài hát Red Hot Riplets

Got shit I dare too much
Gimme, gimme, got shit I dare too much
Gimme, gimme, got 'coz I dare too much
Gimme,

Uh, uh, uh, uh
I'm automatical, infatical, radical
I wanna all the misconceptions and shit ya believe in
I'm leavin' to the imagination
I won't stop on my emanicipation,
the radio stations

Facin' me, ain't hard but it ain't that easy
Like I don't know when to play hard and when to play
Believe me, George and Weezy couldn't up this fast
I'm lappin' everybody can't tell if I'm first or

It won't ya ass, but it might hurt yo ass
To come trippin', find dirty got the stash
The perfect gat, left in ya ass I would run
at them niggaz who thought derrty was done

I'm a son of a G, I'm not a son of
I'm makin' sure that my son and my sons gon' be
Daughters and my in no particular order
I leave 'em up out the water wit straps to protect they ball up
I call it

I some Kool-Aid, whaa?
Wit my red hot
'em what ya, tell 'em what mean man
You all and a bag of chips
And I just know if me and you can dip
all

I need Kool-Aid, whaa?
Wit my red hot
'em what ya, tell 'em what mean man
You all and a bag of chips
And I just wanna if me and you can dip
all

Baby girl, you than Kool-Aid, the red flavor
"Ooh my favorite", yeah I know my game is major
She gave me her card, she I can page her
I was wait a couple of days but I did her a favor

her now, invite myself awake the neighbors
Beatin' loud, like a caped crusader
Without the cape, the tights
Her baby daddy was the type to have a truck like
No beach rims, no pipes

Of course that, I love her apple bottom set
She got upset, I said she fire up a cigarette
Small brat, ain't used to cats wit short
If you ask me for summin', drop her off where the at

I'm on a mission, the keys in the ignition
Beat steady, beatin' Tweeter whistlin'
seen my glisten, started to trip
Murph, all that and a bag of chips

I need some Kool-Aid,
Wit my red hot
Tell 'em what ya, 'em what mean man
You all that and a bag of
And I just know if me and you can dip
all

I some Kool-Aid, whaa?
Wit my red hot
'em what ya, tell 'em what mean man
You all and a bag of chips
And I wanna know if me and you can dip
all

Look, I want some mushu I'm in Cali or Cancun
No out, I like to stay in my damn room, damn
She got a donkey-o, this be a damn zoo, ooh
Look at the monkey yo, she be a baboon!

Please don't feed me mama, I'm like an
Especially after 12, can you my stamina?
You believe the things I say when you walk by
My game cool but when it's on but it's hot when I high

Now ought I take you but am I wrong
I'm a kid ma, you know I don't wanna be Home
Plus I felt summin' therre we was dancin' on that song
I like togetherness, can we all get

Can we all, get in my car and talk about it in the
And decisions when wake up and yawn
on, you can tell me if you like it or not
'Coz I'ma my Kool-Aid and my riplets red hot

I need Kool-Aid, whaa?
Wit my red hot
Tell 'em what ya, tell 'em mean man
You all and a bag of chips
And I wanna know if me and you can dip
all

I some Kool-Aid, whaa?
Wit my red hot
Tell 'em what ya, 'em what mean man
You all and a bag of chips
And I wanna know if me and you can dip
all

Yo, yo, them muthafuckas just too hot
Nigga the pie in the window
Cross the gun line and even get to find the indo
Eatin' red hot, riplets promotin' passin' out
Seen you wit the triplets, I'm clubbin' lookin' terrific

I some Kool-Aid, shit I got to get it wit it
Put my up in ya pitcher see if it fit up in it
And smoke for a second, and told her I'll it
Told her groupie connection, got in the room and her get naked

the Lunatics, told her how I reflect it
Lemme you from the Show-Me, no talk fo sho respect it
And ya red hot butt and now ya say ya not
the rap Fred Flintstone, I makin' the Bed Rock

I give it to ya never failin' ya, handlin' business I'm ya
You need me again I'ma be through in on my celluar
And I'ma store y'all on the red hot riplets and Kool-Aid
I need my money