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

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

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

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

SOUTH PARK MEXICAN]
Creep me
S.P. So
& so fastily
& so heavily.
wit' me
S.P. So
& so fastily
& so heavily.

[VERSE 3: SOUTH MEXICAN]
I'm a stay strong, then they thought
I made 'em so sick I bought it off the lot
But I'd fall apart, if I spark
South Park, slap 20's on my Ark
Money ain't a thing, will I love it
that's why the Lord gave me plenty of it
I spent it on my homies, it on my kids
I put a diamond necklace in my mama's
But all the kept me drugged up
I try to stuff a whole ounce in 1 blunt
So enemies, for no good reason
Guess mad 'cause I make the dough look easy
In the club, on a hog leg
With some car friends wishin' I would drop
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.
wit' me
S.P. So
& so fastily
& so heavily.