Luyện nghe bài hát St. Louie

Mmmmm you can find me in St.
Where the gun ring all day (nanana)
Some got jobs and some sell
Others just and fuck all day

Mmmmm you can me in St. Louie
the gun play ring all day (nanana)
Some got jobs and sell yea'
Others smoke and fuck all day

I'm from the of Red Fox, Ced the Entertainer
Jettin off Brian Cox, I'll see ya later
not cuz I got somethin hot
In the Navigator, in the parkin lot
A Bad Boy, on a Ryde Ruff-er The LOX
I 'em both cocked, nina and sabrina
Now tell me have ya seen her
you seen her, nine millimeter
Makin believas
Hop out the two seater, in a Vokal beater
Levi's from the cleaners
Heavy with the cuff
Like fuck it it to beaver
Catch me in the Galleria, of Chesterfield
Rollin Hanley Hills, in a black Sedan Deville
I used to love it when they hit me for a
Maybe a bopper, I kept it
A non-stopper, around the
Now it's to pull up the Benz and helicopta, uh

you can find me in St. Louie
Where the gun ring all day (nanana)
Some got jobs and some sell
Others just and fuck all day

Mmmmm you can me in St. Louie
the gun play ring all day (nanana)
Some got jobs and sell yea'
Others just and fuck all day

mornin, crack of dawn and I'm yawnin
Natural Bridge and Kingshighway is where I'm
up man and start blowin
Gotta get those juices
Now I'm gonna tell ya one more
For you cats that ain't knowin
Hey, you can me in St. Louie
In the with me Fetty and Leezy gettin swoll
Grabbin the Optimo, sharpin up my
Practicin for my shows, that's how it goes
We be to go, the chronic already rolled
Swingin through Sounds, knockin out of control
a boom boom boom, who is it? It's Jackie Frost
The one who's where he at and he showed you who was the boss
I'm like a human hot
I'll burn your thoughts
Your information was
show you just what it costs
In the M I crooked letter crooked O U R I
No one do it better, hey

you can find me in St. Louie
Where the gun play all day (nanana)
Some got jobs and sell yea'
Others just smoke and all day

Mmmmm you can me in St. Louie
Where the gun ring all day (nanana)
Some got and some sell yea'
Others smoke and fuck all day

Now in the we keep it crunk and jiggy
'Pac and Biggie
The way that you your sticky
Call Louie he have you
Mix hen and crissy
Tim and Missy
With Slim he used to me
In the red
Thats though, she can ride for the day though
Can't even be a house guest
I'm a dog I said it
Now me snoopy
Wouldn't have me in a
Now you see me in a
In front of utopia, I'm ya
Come down herd chippin, may I'm ya
Thanksgiving in these parts yo we ya
And the heat come down
Get ghostin ya (god us)
with us, just how he jokes with us
My daddy me that I'm supposed to bust
be provokin us
It ain't no in us
the North, South, East, West coast, and us

Mmmmm you can find me in St.
the gun play ring all day (nanana)
Some got jobs and some sell
Others just smoke and all day