Luyện nghe bài hát St. Louie

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

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

I'm from the of Red Fox, Ced the Entertainer
Jettin off with Cox, I'll see ya later
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 cocked, nina and sabrina
Now tell me have ya seen her
you seen her, nine millimeter
Makin niggas
Hop out the two seater, in a Vokal wife
Levi's from the cleaners
starch with the cuff
Like fuck it leave it to
Catch me in the Galleria, Plaza of
Rollin down Hanley Hills, in a Sedan Deville
I used to love it they hit me for a rocker
Maybe a bopper, I kept it
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 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 ring all day (nanana)
Some got jobs and some sell
Others smoke and fuck all day

mornin, crack of dawn and I'm yawnin
Natural Bridge and Kingshighway is where I'm
up man and start blowin
Gotta get those juices
Now I'm gonna ya one more time
For you cats that ain't knowin
Hey, you can find me in St.
In the with me Fetty and Leezy gettin swoll
Grabbin the Optimo, sharpin up my
Practicin for my shows, that's how it goes
We be ready to go, the chronic already
Swingin through O'Fallon Sounds, knockin out of
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 a human hot sauce
I'll burn your thoughts
Your was false
I'll you just 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 smoke and all day

Mmmmm you can me in St. Louie
Where the gun play 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 that you love your
Call Louie he you pissy
Mix hen and crissy
Bumpin Tim and
Slim he used to diss me
In the red
Thats Okay though, she can ride for the day
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 of utopia, I'm hopin ya
Come herd chippin, may I'm toastin ya
in these parts yo we roastin ya
And when the heat down
Get ghostin ya (god us)
Loax with us, just how he with us
My daddy me that I'm supposed to bust
Don't be 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 sell
Others just smoke and all day