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

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

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

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

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

[VERSE 3: PARK MEXICAN]
I'm a strong, stronger then they thought
I 'em so sick when I bought it off the lot
But I'd fall apart, if I spark
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 spent it on my homies, it on my kids
I put a necklace in my mama's fridge
But all the kept me drugged up
I try to a fuckin' whole ounce in 1 blunt
So many enemies, for no good
they mad 'cause I make the dough look easy
In the club, on a hog leg
With some car friends I would drop dead
Now that I'm on lock, they can't take it
Homey, I'm the king of this shit, man it.

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