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 yea'
Others just and fuck all day

Mmmmm you can me in St. Louie
Where the gun play 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 than The LOX
I keep 'em both cocked, and sabrina
Now me boys have ya seen her
you seen her, nine millimeter
Makin believas
Hop out the two seater, in a Vokal beater
fresh from the cleaners
Heavy starch with the
fuck it leave it to beaver
Catch me in the Galleria, Plaza of
Rollin down Hanley Hills, in a Sedan Deville
I used to love it when they hit me for a
a bopper, I kept it proper
A non-stopper, around the
Now cool to pull up the Benz and helicopta, uh

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

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

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

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

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

Now in the we keep it crunk and jiggy
'Pac and Biggie
The way that you love sticky
Call he have you pissy
Mix with hen and
Bumpin Tim and
With Slim he to diss 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 it rough
Now me snoopy
have me in a hoopie
Now you see me in a
In front of utopia, I'm ya
Come down chippin, may I'm toastin ya
in these parts yo we roastin ya
And the heat come down
Get ya (god bless us)
Loax us, just how he jokes with us
My told me that I'm supposed to bust
Don't be us
It ain't no in us
Just the North, South, East, coast, and us

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