Luyện nghe bài hát St. Louie

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

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

I'm from the home of Red Fox, Ced the
Jettin off with Brian Cox, I'll see ya
not cuz I got somethin hot
In the Navigator, waitin in the lot
A Bad Boy, on a Ruff-er than The LOX
I keep 'em both cocked, nina and
Now me boys have ya seen her
you seen her, nine millimeter
Makin niggas
Hop out the two seater, in a Vokal beater
Levi's from the cleaners
Heavy starch with the
Like fuck it it to beaver
Catch me in the Galleria, Plaza of
Rollin down Hanley Hills, in a black Deville
I used to love it when they hit me for a
Maybe a bopper, I it proper
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 sell yea'
Others just and fuck all day

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

Sunday mornin, of dawn and I'm yawnin
Natural Bridge and is where I'm goin
Wake up man and start
get those juices flowin
Now I'm gonna ya one more time
For you cats that ain't knowin
Hey, you can me in St. Louie
In the hole with me and Leezy gettin swoll
Grabbin the Optimo, sharpin up my
Practicin for my shows, usually how it goes
We be ready to go, the chronic rolled
Swingin through Sounds, knockin out of control
Like a boom boom, who is it? It's Jackie Frost
The one who's gettin where he at and he you who was the boss
I'm like a hot sauce
Thinkin burn your thoughts
information was false
I'll show you what 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 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 some sell
Others just and fuck all day

Now in the middle we keep it and jiggy
'Pac and Biggie
The way that you your sticky
Call Louie he you pissy
Mix with hen and
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 Kato
I'm a dog I it rough
Now call me
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
Thanksgiving in these parts yo we ya
And the heat come down
Get ya (god bless us)
Loax us, just how he jokes with us
My daddy told me I'm supposed to bust
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 ring all day (nanana)
got jobs and some sell yea'
Others smoke and fuck all day