Luyện nghe bài hát Red Hot Riplets

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

Uh, uh, uh, uh
I'm automatical, infatical, radical
I clear all the misconceptions and shit ya believe in
I'm leavin' to the imagination
I stop on my emanicipation, proclamation
the radio stations

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

It won't hurt ya ass, but it hurt yo ass
To come trippin', find dirty got the perfect
The perfect gat, in ya ass thought 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 makin' sure that my son and my sons gon' be
Daughters and my daughters in no order
I 'em layin' up out the water wit straps to protect they ball up
I call it

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

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

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

Of course that, I love her apple bottom set
She got upset, I said she couldn't 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, Tweeter steady whistlin'
She's my glisten, started to trip
Murph, she's all and a bag of chips

I need 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

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

Look, I want some whether I'm in Cali or Cancun
No goin' out, I like to in my damn room, damn
She got a donkey-o, this must be a 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 my stamina?
You won't the things I say when you walk by
My game cool but when on but it's hot when I talk high

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

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

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 know if me and you can dip
all

I need Kool-Aid, whaa?
Wit my red hot
Tell 'em ya, tell '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 and even get shot to find the indo
Eatin' red hot, promotin' passin' out snippets
Seen you walkin' wit the triplets, I'm lookin' terrific

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

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

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 store never on the red hot riplets and Kool-Aid
I my money nigga