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'
just smoke and fuck all day

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

I'm from the home of Red Fox, Ced the
Jettin off with Brian Cox, I'll see ya
Maybe not cuz I got 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 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
starch with the cuff
Like fuck it it to beaver
Catch me in the Galleria, Plaza of
down Hanley Hills, in a black Sedan Deville
I used to love it when hit me for a rocker
a bopper, I kept it proper
A non-stopper, around the
Now it's cool to pull up the and helicopta, uh

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

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

Sunday mornin, crack of and I'm yawnin
Natural and Kingshighway is where I'm goin
Wake up man and blowin
Gotta get those juices
Now I'm tell ya one more time
For you cats just ain't knowin
Hey, you can me in St. Louie
In the with me Fetty and Leezy gettin swoll
Grabbin the Optimo, up my flow
Practicin for my shows, that's usually how it
We be to go, the chronic already rolled
Swingin O'Fallon Sounds, knockin out of control
Like a 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 hot sauce
I'll 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 play all day (nanana)
Some got and some sell yea'
just 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 smoke and fuck all day

Now in the we keep it crunk and jiggy
Love and Biggie
The way you love your sticky
Louie he have you pissy
Mix hen and crissy
Tim and Missy
With Slim he used to 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 said it
Now me snoopy
Wouldn't me in a hoopie
Now you see me in a
In of utopia, I'm hopin ya
Come down herd chippin, may I'm ya
Thanksgiving in these parts yo we ya
And when the heat down
Get ya (god bless us)
Loax with us, just how he jokes us
My told me that I'm supposed to bust
Don't be us
It no joke in us
Just the North, South, East, coast, and us

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