Luyện nghe bài hát Still Smokin' (Supermix Part 2)

[Lil'
is dedicated to the 6-1-9
These are the vatos that been, but now my time
To the beat's, move suavecito
To all you fine chicana's, Rob is doing ?
Bumping the oldies, It's me Rob
And the Brown homies, turn up the volume
Yeah, High, a ?? for my friends
And Lil' Rob will cry for la
because we killin' off each other, sad
BOOM, there goes another, but we don't that
Because tonight it our night, the Brown Crowd night
And everything be alright
So get up, go out, and do the thing
Let's cruise, no to gangbang
So get ready, dress to
Because you got to make this start your very
Not just another night on the
It doesn't brown ?? Chicano, proud and be brown
Tonight were crusin' in your
Let the back and put the front a little higher
And now your rollin' TJ ?? just be holmes
No to be fake because everybody out here
Is havin' a good time, Oh what a night..Oh a night

[Lil'
Sup ese
up ese... what you know me man?
Simon I'm best homey and you don't even know me

This vato came up and "hey what's up holmes"
I "you know me?" he said "simon I'm your best homie
You born in September of 1975
You're already 20 I'm the reason why you're alive
I watch everything you do I've seen everything done
I kept you out of jail because I told you to run
You a gun at the age of 13"
This vato knows everything about me but this guy never seen
So I "what you mean?" and he said "follow me"
I'm crazy that's exactly what it's gotta be
He said "let's fly" so we to the sky
He "stop, look and listen pay attention
Now if you a question then ask"
Oh by the way where you me?
He said "stop, look and and you will see"

Listen what I'm saying
Listen hear what I'm

up
2-I think I saw him standing over there a minute ago

2-Lil'' Rob, pretty bad on the mic you know?

Rob...
Rob...
It's the Wicked

slip and trip
I'll rip them open from the to the brain
I'm already insane, and I won't
You can't this, so stop this nonsense
People got this, because they this
So watch above
cholo, oh no
Lil' Rob comin' with mi
My lyrics are like a bullet, out of a
It's to reload (an reload)
And sure I never run out of ammunition
Until I my mission, fix it
All the that these puto's make
Go and grow up, shuttin' door's in face
So you can't blow up
You who your fuckin' with
Rob con Coneta (neta)
Leva you can bet cha
Del la hando puente can I follow as I the way
And I'll say no to the that you meet some day
Never fuck with the calm one, the one who to kick it
It's me the sly, the slick, the wicked wicked wicked