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 play all day (nanana)
Some got jobs and some sell
Others smoke and fuck all day

I'm from the home of Red Fox, Ced the
off with Brian Cox, I'll see ya later
Maybe not cuz I got hot
In the Navigator, waitin in the lot
A Bad Boy, on a Ryde than The LOX
I keep 'em both cocked, nina and
Now tell me have ya seen her
Have you seen her, nine
niggas believas
Hop out the two seater, in a wife beater
Levi's from the cleaners
starch with the cuff
Like fuck it it to beaver
Catch me in the Galleria, of Chesterfield
Rollin down Hills, in a black Sedan Deville
I to love it when they hit me for a rocker
Maybe a bopper, I it proper
A non-stopper, the clock-a
Now it's cool to up the Benz and helicopta, uh

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

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

mornin, crack of dawn and I'm yawnin
Natural Bridge and is where I'm goin
up man and start blowin
Gotta get juices flowin
Now I'm tell ya one more time
For you cats that just ain't
Hey, you can find me in St.
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 through O'Fallon Sounds, out of control
Like a boom boom boom, who is it? It's Frost
The one who's gettin he at and he showed you who was the boss
I'm like a hot sauce
Thinkin burn your thoughts
Your information was
I'll you just what it costs
In the M I crooked letter letter O U R I
No one do it better, hey

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

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

Now in the we keep it crunk and jiggy
Love 'Pac and
The way that you love sticky
Louie he have you pissy
Mix with hen and
Tim and Missy
With he used to diss 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 said it
Now call me
Wouldn't me in a hoopie
Now you see me in a
In front of utopia, I'm ya
down herd chippin, may I'm toastin ya
Thanksgiving in parts yo we roastin ya
And the heat come down
Get ya (god bless us)
Loax us, just how he jokes with us
My daddy me that I'm supposed to bust
be provokin us
It no joke in us
the North, South, East, West coast, and us

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