Luyện nghe bài hát Soopaman Luva 5 (part I)

Somebody stole my mojo, yo, once
Soopaman Luva flyin' the fuckin' sky
I'm lookin' for my mojo, I'm chinky-eyed
My cape is still tore up, but I a lil' money
I'm like Ace Ventura, duckin' my
The land of the poor, I handle my biz
I got a weed spot on the block live
Pokemon on the pipe, Rudolph the deer
Glow in the night, when his nose right

I pimp Snow and Vanna White on the hoe
Dr. Ruth on E, Old Gold, Mr. T on crack, mohawk cornrow
In South with the Chef, in the stolen Ford
I'm lookin' for my mojo, it at?
Got a APB on it dawg, where it at? I ran Cita, from BET
She said, "Man is a nigga, fast on the trigger
I thought he was you, when we had the for two
My said the same, majority rules"

Damn, who my women?
Who takin' my around thanksgiving? Now that's pimpin'
Called my man Meth and Bishop Don
He smokin' a blunt, sippin' Sean Don
He said it the game, but how you play it
So I hate the game, so I'm dyin' to play it
Now I'm in the air, ready to put my smack down
I'm searchin' for the impostor to pat

I'm urgin' to put the up and clap rounds
It's curtains like Hoffa, he not found
So ride on me, try
Your plan'll fail like the Acme Kit from
Now find the bastard that stole my juice
Soopaman Part Five, in your

I'm yo baby, that's who I am
through the air, without a care
I'm high as hell blazin', that Cali
That Kryptonite bud, that sticky

I'm yo'
I'm yo'
I'm yo'
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I'm yo'
I'm yo'
I'm yo'
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