Luyện nghe bài hát Red Hot Riplets

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

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

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

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

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

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

I need some Kool-Aid,
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

Baby girl, you sweeter Kool-Aid, the red flavor
"Ooh that's my favorite", yeah I know my is major
She gave me her card, she said I can her
I was gon' a couple of days but I did her a favor

her now, invite myself awake the neighbors
Beatin' loud, swoopin' like a crusader
Without the cape, without the
Her baby daddy was the type to have a like mine
No rims, no door pipes

Of course that, I her apple bottom short set
She got upset, I said she fire up a cigarette
Small brat, used to cats wit short stacks
If you ask me for summin', her off where the porch at

I'm on a mission, turn the keys in the
Beat steady, beatin' Tweeter steady
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, tell 'em what man
You all that and a bag of
And I just know if me and you can dip
all

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 wanna if me and you can dip
all

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

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

Now ought I you home but am I wrong
I'm a kid ma, you know I wanna be Home Alone
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
Come on, you can me if you like it or not
'Coz I'ma have my and my riplets red hot

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

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

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

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

Told the Lunatics, told her how I it
Lemme you from the Show-Me, no talk fo sho respect it
And ya red hot butt and now ya say ya not
It's the rap 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 y'all never on the red hot riplets and Kool-Aid
I my money nigga