Luyện nghe bài hát St. Louie

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

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

I'm the home of Red Fox, Ced the Entertainer
Jettin off with Brian Cox, see ya later
Maybe not cuz I got hot
In the Navigator, in the parkin lot
A Bad Boy, on a Ryde Ruff-er The LOX
I keep 'em both cocked, and sabrina
Now me boys have ya seen her
Have you her, nine millimeter
niggas believas
Hop out the two seater, in a Vokal wife
fresh from the cleaners
Heavy with the cuff
Like it leave it to beaver
Catch me in the Galleria, Plaza of
Rollin down Hanley Hills, in a black Deville
I used to it when they hit me for a rocker
Maybe a bopper, I it proper
A non-stopper, the clock-a
Now it's to pull up the Benz and helicopta, uh

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

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

Sunday mornin, of dawn and I'm yawnin
Natural and Kingshighway is where I'm goin
Wake up man and start
Gotta get those juices
Now I'm tell ya one more time
For you cats that ain't knowin
Hey, you can find me in St.
In the hole with me Fetty and Leezy swoll
Grabbin the Optimo, up my flow
for my shows, that's usually how it goes
We be to go, the chronic already rolled
Swingin through O'Fallon Sounds, 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 a human hot sauce
Thinkin burn your thoughts
Your information was
I'll show you what it costs
In the M I letter 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 and some sell yea'
Others just smoke and all day

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

Now in the middle we it crunk and jiggy
'Pac and Biggie
The way you love your sticky
Call he have you pissy
Mix hen and crissy
Bumpin Tim and
With Slim he to diss me
In the red
Okay though, she can ride for the day though
Can't even be a guest Kato
I'm a dog I it rough
Now me snoopy
have me in a hoopie
Now you see me in a
In of utopia, I'm hopin ya
down herd chippin, may I'm toastin ya
Thanksgiving in these yo we roastin ya
And the heat come down
Get ghostin ya (god us)
Loax with us, how he jokes with us
My daddy told me that I'm supposed to
be provokin us
It no joke in us
Just the North, South, East, coast, and us

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