Luyện nghe bài hát Soopaman Luva 5 (part Ii)

Aiyyo yo fuck
Aiyyo I gotta find my mojo
Aiyyo Reggie Noble, aiyyo Reggie Noble nigga
start it off while I tell you how it went down
Yo, yo

Put the drop down, get smoke on
Get feel on, are you feeling?
Get your on, get your squeeze on
Get your bus on, are you
Are you wheeling, are you
How you feeling, and we hooo-oooh-ooh
Tell me what you
C'mon, yo yo, yo yo

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

But this case is easy, that motherfucker that
wait to be me, put his face on TV
From the tec blow, I asked my
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 everybody
So I popped the flare gun, now all escapin'

Ran Gator, for Jungle Fever
He's my and my neighbor, I said I need a favor
He said for ten dollars, and for ten
From King, I'll tell you the nigga who gotcha

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

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

I jumped up and backtracked
Who's the last hoe I fucked or 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
of fact I'm gonna 'cause she live around the corner
I up scared with my hands on my flares and my armor
'Cause she bring drama like Jeffrey

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

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

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

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