Luyện nghe bài hát Soopaman Luva 5 (part Ii)

Aiyyo yo that
Aiyyo I gotta my motherfuckin' mojo
Aiyyo Reggie Noble, aiyyo Reggie Noble c'mere
Aiyyo start it off while I you how it went down
Yo, yo

Put the down, get your smoke on
Get your on, are you feeling?
Get girl on, get your squeeze on
Get bus on, are you chilling?
Are you wheeling, are you
How you feeling, and we gon'
Tell me you doin'
C'mon, yo yo, yo yo

I had to put the mash down, throw the around
Stay focused, on the case put the down
Jetted through the air about five miles per
My gone I can't fly like I wanna

But this is easy, find that motherfucker that
Couldn't to be me, put his face on TV
From the tec blow, I my ex-hoes
Pass off info for a pair of X.O.'s

Write the low, I don't do that
I told you that shit before when I boned your
Now I'm back to square one, and hatin'
So I the flare gun, now they all escapin'

Ran into Gator, for Fever
my people and my neighbor, I said I need a favor
He for ten dollars, and for ten Whoppers
From Burger King, I'll tell you the nigga who

him what he wanted plus the extra large fry
He said eyes, blonde hair, a white guy
I said what the fuck on?
A guy interruptin' my fuck flowin' on?

So I copped new ammo, reloaded my flare gun
Stalkin' like Rambo, mixed with
Gator pushed the ten-speed bike, I'm on the
Crashed into 'cause he high off my man blow

I jumped up and myself
Who's the hoe I fucked or throat I cut?
I said wait a minute, yo, that bitch on the prowl again
I bet she up to no good, actin' again

Yeah, yeah, it nuttin', I get her if I want her
Matter of fact I'm gonna she live around the corner
I walked up scared with my hands on my and my armor
'Cause she bring like Jeffrey Dahmer

But I heard all the way from the bottom
I'm like, damn she kinda made me jealous
Knocked on the enraged
Like a rapper, at a label that ain't toured in days

Do it clown, before I to four now
if I hit five them flares'll blow your door down
I heard the zipper zip up, and was tryin' to run
So I re-clipped the clip up, and blew it one

Freeze motherfuckers, I on Jane back
I want the motherfuckers and my name back
We tusslin', fightin', skin and rustlin'
Slaps in the face, chokes the belt buckle

And her knees bucklin', I to myself
Where's that white guy she was fuckin', then
out of the blue
Who dat? Who
Jerry Springer, is you?