Luyện nghe bài hát Red Hot Riplets

Got shit 'coz I dare too
Gimme, gimme, got 'coz 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' to the imagination
I won't on my emanicipation, proclamation
Through the radio

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

It hurt ya ass, but it might hurt yo ass
To come trippin', dirty got the perfect stash
The gat, left in ya ass thought I would run
Laughin' at them 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 be rich
and my daughters in no particular order
I leave 'em layin' up out the water wit to protect they ball up
'Coz I it

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 wanna 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 wanna know if me and you can dip
all

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

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

Of that, I love her apple bottom short set
She got upset, I said she couldn't fire up a
Small brat, ain't used to cats wit 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, Tweeter steady whistlin'
seen my glisten, started to trip
Murph, she's all that and a bag of

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 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 that and a bag of
And I wanna know if me and you can dip
all

Look, I want some mushu whether I'm in Cali or
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!

don't feed me mama, I'm like an animal
Especially after 12, can you handle my
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 ought I take you but am I wrong
I'm a kid ma, you I don't wanna be Home Alone
Plus I felt summin' therre when we was dancin' on song
I like togetherness, can we all get

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

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

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 just know if me and you can dip
all

Yo, yo, muthafuckas just too damn hot
Nigga like the pie in the
Cross the gun line and even get to find the indo
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 told her I'll it
Told her groupie connection, got in the room and told her get

the Lunatics, told 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 the Bed Rock

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