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

[VERSE 1: SOUTH PARK
I'm sippin' purple magic, stuck like traffic
On the back of his SPM tatted
Boys down with me, like 4 tires
Got Benz's & 'Lac's & candy
Try to it rich, breakin' bricks
My name was cocaine, that's a crazy bitch
Was my first love, that I will
Watchin' fiends fight for half a cigarette
Do these rappers how it really go?
Or are they just another fake on the
I to the 'Pac, I listen to the Pat
My homey's either 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 they try
45 years, in this a homicide.

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

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

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

3: SOUTH PARK MEXICAN]
I'm a stay strong, then they thought
I made 'em so when I bought it off the lot
But I'd fall apart, if I spark
South Park, 20's on my Noah's Ark
Money a thing, never will I love it
Guess that's why the Lord me plenty of it
I spent it on my homies, spent it on my
I put a diamond necklace in my mama's
But all the jealousy kept me up
I try to stuff a fuckin' whole ounce in 1
So enemies, for no good reason
Guess they mad 'cause I make the dough easy
In the club, on a hog leg
With some car friends wishin' I would dead
Now that I'm on lock, they can't take it
Homey, I'm the of this shit, man face it.

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