Luyện nghe bài hát Soopaman Luva 5 (part Ii)

Aiyyo yo fuck
Aiyyo I find my motherfuckin' mojo
Aiyyo Reggie Noble, aiyyo Reggie Noble c'mere
Aiyyo start it off I tell you how it went down
Yo, yo

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I up and backtracked myself
Who's the last hoe I fucked or throat I
I said wait a minute, yo, that bitch Jane on the prowl
I bet she up to no good, actin' foul

Yeah, yeah, it ain't nuttin', I get her if I her
of fact I'm gonna 'cause she live around the corner
I walked up scared my hands on my flares and my armor
'Cause she bring like Jeffrey Dahmer

But I heard fuckin' all the way from the
I'm like, she yellin' kinda made me jealous
Knocked on the enraged
Like a broke-ass rapper, at a label that ain't toured in

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

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

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