Luyện nghe bài hát Southern Made Playa

K-roc and pookie bout gon and drop it like we really can
Flossin in this bitch and go get funky my dividends
See I'm gon be tha man, wit tha plan and tha
through 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 neva choke
Cause I been almost everyday, y you askin y?
In junior high, boy I chiffin hay
Now I'm paid and like to blow 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 been
But I'm movin on cause I let my paper stop
And she don't want me gon, pookie say rollin dice blocks from mine
Like 2pac on hennessey, I pass out
Blowin on some green, I be seen, up in that glass house, playa

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Bounce, a southern playa make tha crowd jus, bounce
And cant nobody do it like we do it in tha
Got everybody talkin they know if it's clown
Your preferably a when tha crooks hit yo town

[mr.
Tired of facin' drama ya'll, watch playa rip it
Wishin life was like a soccer ball, all my fools can it
Wassup wit it, k-roc gon and get tha switches from tha
Southern made, grab tha blade, and that bitch on down tha back
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 blunts
Who's to say I saw tha trigga spray, boy we had it
Bout to dump, on this wit tha m1 cock
Quick to hit a 2 way stop, wit that 45 on top
drop, see me flexin, lil ol texan, from tha crook
North dallas off tha hook, to leave them bustas shook
and look, I stay creased, wit k-swiss up on my feet
Smokin blacks when it ain't no weed, hit 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

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

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