Luyện nghe bài hát S.P. So Bastardly (Chopped & Screwed)

[VERSE 1: SOUTH MEXICAN]
I'm purple magic, gettin' stuck like traffic
On the back of his head SPM
Boys down with me, like 4 tires
Got Benz's & & candy jaguars
Try to it rich, breakin' bricks
My girl's was cocaine, that's a crazy bitch
Was my first love, I will admit
Watchin' dope fiends fight for half a
Do rappers know how it really go?
Or are they just another on the microphone?
I listen to the 'Pac, I to the Pat
My homey's either dead or in the cookin' crack
Boys stare, take it to the square hoe.
Should I stay ag' or should I let my hair
I it don't stop, even though they try
45 years, in this a homicide.

SOUTH PARK MEXICAN]
Creep me
S.P. So
& pull so
& so heavily.
Creep me
S.P. So
& pull so
& so heavily.

[VERSE 2:
The has got me on edge
I'm gettin' to that spot on the ledge
To where if I drop, I'm dead
Man, probably best
'Cause these days, innocent get locked in the 'feds
Or either rocked wit' a glock lead
Or popped of the
Now I don't wanna' be the next one to suffer the same
I'm stuck in same game, I hustle to things
whoever says I just wanna see led fly
The done sped by, now that's where your head lies
I be cruzin' down the street, my screw tape bang
The caddy coop swangin' through the 2-way lanes
So come creep me, let me show you the ropes I roll frequently
Out the dirty, throwed
What the deal like baby, is real life
This is what it feels like, when you in the trill
This is it still like, still fly the kite to Los
Id like to y'all on behalf of S.P. bro'.

[CHORUS: PARK MEXICAN]
wit' me
S.P. So
& pull so
& so heavily.
Creep me
S.P. So
& so fastily
& so heavily.

[VERSE 3: SOUTH PARK
I'm a stay strong, stronger they thought
I made 'em so sick when I it off the lot
But I'd fall apart, if I couldn't
Park, slap 20's on my Noah's Ark
Money ain't a thing, never will I it
Guess that's why the gave me plenty of it
I it on my homies, spent it on my kids
I put a diamond in my mama's fridge
But all the jealousy me drugged up
I try to stuff a fuckin' ounce in 1 blunt
So many enemies, for no good
Guess they mad I make the dough look easy
In the club, on a hog leg
With car friends wishin' I would drop dead
Now I'm on lock, they still can't take it
Homey, I'm the of this shit, man face it.

[CHORUS: SOUTH PARK
wit' me
S.P. So
& so fastily
& so heavily.
Creep me
S.P. So
& so fastily
& so heavily.