Luyện nghe bài hát Still Smokin' (Supermix Part 1)

This is the MCI
I have a call from..DREAMER
Who is an inmate in a State prison
To accept charges 5 now {beep}
Your call is connected
Thank you for MCI

ESE, CHOLO!

heh heh he?

Damn't, for the time
There aren't any Mexicans here {hangs up

Rob]
It's the gangsta
Back the rhyme that'll blow your mind that you wanna hear again
Because you can't get of the Brown Crowd
is so rough and so tough
Crazy bad wicked the worst and I'm through
When I a verse
So you could go ahead and try to put me
But I was don't let no one get you down
And never wear a
It's Rob the Chicano and proud one
Competition {beat stops}
But wait I'm not {beat resumes}
Fuckin it up this especially for the Brown
So orale suvale in the Brown side of

Yeah, it's for the Crowd

Orale holmes, this is Rob
Comin after you from San Diego, Southern

Mexican yeah that's the name of the jam
And it's to all those locos that like to
Because I do it when I to when it's every fuckin week
And always it with my homies
But could swear always tweaking
But the drug I use is marijuana
People tell me not to it
But I'll it if I wanna
Cause right now in the fast lane
So tell me what's wrong with a little bit of Mary Jane
And when I fight I mano a mano
Por que simon I'm a ass Chicano
I'll say it again I'm for mine ese
Or laugh at you if you need a over a cuete
And I'll call you a chavala
As I rock over the jam in my '62
And if you you better kill
if you don't and you won't
But then I
You won't rest in peace you'll in pain
Why, my mind clicks
To be insane in the
Simon I'm fuckin bad to the
And all I could say is don't fuck holmes
I'm a...

2x]
Gangster, (simon)
Mexican Gangster, (16 a bullet)
Mexican Gangster, (born the ways)
Gangster born with the badness

Yeah, it's for the Crowd

Lil'' Rob at you with my own style
You wanna know about me look me up in the file
And you will see just how I'm
I choose nothing because the choice wasn't given to
A vato going a little fuckin loco
Was just out of hand, not
Because all these vatos talkin shit a homey
When they don't even fuckin me
They said they kicked my ass, say I got shot
But when I heard that I laughing on the spot
Cause what the fuck is all bout
They say I'm dead so I had to put this out
To let these levas they're all about bullshit
And these vatos got to quit while they're ahead
Before look stupid
You say you don't talk shit but I you did
So you put a filero to my neck you fuckin
What the next? A cuete to my head did I cry?
I'm not afraid to die and I do I die with Brown Pride
I got a pussy ass so you say
But you to it anyway
You say I can't rap but where the are you
Just keep talking shit that's what little kids do
So remember this for the first time
You do your holmes, but I'ma do mine
Now fuck that up holmes

in the ride
Jump in the

of all I like starting by saying Q-vo
From a vato con respecto y por el tuyo
But much pride, in the ride
Side to down el calle, we slide and ride
the switch's, the paint job is stickin'
I'm your puppet in the tape deck it's hittin'
You hear it from town
No que nadie te haqa menos
Don't let no one get you
Cause if they do, I'll be gente
I'll turn your upside down with my sound's gente
Been this since I was 15 and live through night
Smoke another like Chech & Chong has a nice dream

Jump in the ride, bounce ass side to side
(Jump in the ride) as this crazy takes you
On another cholo ride (Jump in the ride)
I don't really a shit about what your saying bitch
(Jump in the ride) What is it?

I got A to the muthafuckin' K

Yeah, shell's stackin up, I about 30 rounds
And my 30 round clip, and you can even hear the
Of the shell's when they hit
But you know there right
take chance's if you came to fuck around
Finger print's on the shell, life in the cell
With no bail, live the life in
So I proceed to be the sly, sticked,
But I get caught, in doing time, while putos get shot
I'll say "It's nothin'" if you ask "It shit"
I got punks, who you callin' punks, and wanna blast me
There only fear is when they're liven crazy
They wanna keep me..from rappin' it pay's me
Orale, that's I say
Orale puto, that's what I say I spray
All the fuckin' and I cap, cap, cap
And I come back firme rap, rap, rappin' tale
Everybody what dizzy, lined up levas
And I just got rid of a
Right on the double, I'm but trouble
But it comes to hyna's, I'm the one who likes to cuddle
But now, the shell's are stackin' up
I got my 30 round, and puto's are up
I got the A-K in the trunk, for punks that act dumb
Fuck the 40 round clip, I got the 75 round
You vatos can't mean, now I give a fuck
Times don't shit, when my shells are stackin' up
I got my shell's up

I got that A to the K