Luyện nghe bài hát Red Hot Riplets

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

Uh, uh, uh, uh
I'm automatical, infatical, even
I wanna clear all the misconceptions and shit ya in
I'm leavin' nothin' to the
I won't on my emanicipation, proclamation
the radio stations

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

It hurt ya ass, but it might hurt yo ass
To come trippin', find got the perfect stash
The perfect gat, left in ya ass I would run
Laughin' at niggaz who thought derrty was done

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 water wit straps to protect they up
'Coz I it

I need some Kool-Aid,
Wit my red hot
Tell 'em what ya, tell 'em mean 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
'em what ya, tell 'em what mean man
You all that and a bag of
And I just wanna 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 game is
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 caped
the cape, without the tights
Her baby daddy was the type to have a truck like
No beach rims, no door

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

I'm on a mission, turn the in the ignition
Beat steady, beatin' Tweeter whistlin'
She's seen my glisten, to trip
Murph, she's all and a bag of chips

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

Look, I some mushu whether 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 yo, she must be a baboon!

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

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

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

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

Yo, yo, them muthafuckas just too hot
like 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 walkin' wit the triplets, I'm clubbin' lookin'

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 told her wreck it
Told her groupie connection, got in the and told her get naked

Told the Lunatics, her how I reflect it
Lemme show you the Show-Me, no talk fo sho respect it
And ya red hot and now ya say ya hearin' not
It's the rap Fred Flintstone, I makin' the Bed

I it to ya never failin' ya, handlin' business I'm tellin' ya
You ever need me 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