Luyện nghe bài hát Southern Made Playa

K-roc and pookie bout gon and drop it crooked we really can
Flossin in bitch and go get funky bout my dividends
See I'm gon be tha man, wit tha and tha ends
Flossin dallas, texas in tha new 2000 benz
Wit hen, and a fat sack of indo, my head is in tha sky
I'm gettin high, and wit my kinfolk, see I don't neva
Cause I been almost everyday, y you askin y?
In junior high, boy I been hay
Now I'm gettin paid and like to mo than I used to blow
I like em burnin slow, so now I'm off to get optimos
Nigga, you didnt know, jus how we doin, got yo auntie, she
Yo lil sister been boo-hooin, and yo gal I screwin
But I'm movin on I cant let my paper stop
And she don't want me gon, pookie say they rollin dice from mine
Like 2pac on hennessey, I pass out
Blowin on some green, I cant be seen, up in that glass house,

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Bounce, a southern made playa tha crowd jus, bounce
And cant do it like we do it in tha south
Got everybody talkin cause they know if clown
Your preferably a rival tha crooks hit yo town

[mr.
of facin' drama ya'll, watch this playa rip it
Wishin life was like a ball, all my fools can kick it
Wassup wit it, k-roc gon and get tha switches tha track
Southern made, grab tha blade, and split that bitch on down tha
My reaction to tha weed is a cool state
a missle on tha way, I jus cant wait to detonate
In tha days of tha hemingway, rollin lovely
to say I saw tha trigga spray, boy we had it krunk
Bout to dump, on this wit tha m1 cock
to hit a 2 way stop, wit that 45 beam on top
Bodies drop, see me flexin, lil ol texan, tha crook
dallas off tha hook, bound to leave them bustas shook
Peep and look, I stay creased, wit k-swiss up on my
Smokin when it ain't no weed, hit this blunt, oh yes indeed
I'ma sleep, see passion for these hoes has got cha
She and unchancin, that's cause pookie all up on her

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Look at cha made, playa laid, back in tha shade
Jus tha rippla, come to get cha, wit these i'ma blaze
And today is jus anotha, a muthafuckin otha
not safe stay undercover, get yo paper, fuck tha colors
See bustas, and organize a lick we finsta hit
to skeam up on this nigga, out to get that treasure shit
That's tha mind of a crook, jus a section in our
Where we felt like we have it, so we had to grab it man
Who's to blame? my conscience saw tha times we livin in
to stack some dividends, I'm at tha mall wit plenty ends
It's me again, of tha year, dark and lovely
Makin moves on hoes that me, gurl stay back if you scrubby
And yo hubby, it's best that he stay clear I'm near
Cause that static, of fear, me and yo bitch ova hea
That's 4 real, so nigga stay back yo gurl has
Dont wanna see you get yo face cracked, pookie has

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