Luyện nghe bài hát Tequila

Rock the
the beat

This is for my that shoot tequilla
Con cigarillos while they out to the club
To get their freak on, to get their on
To get their on, to get their smoke on

This is for my killas shoot tequilla
Con cigarillos while they ride out to the
To get their freak on, to get their on
To get their drink on, to get their on

Blaze up, all the homies
up all the little locs, high as the sky
Smash and mash your body, just day
Real high until your pistols reached for the sky
This pound of bomb, a quarter pound of bud
'Cause where I'm from thangs never gonna change
So fuck where you

Semi-automatic shotgun a herb
I trip then, then unload the clip
Not giving a is the motto
Bitches gobble and swallow, we bust
And I'm to launch off the hallow heads nigga
Hit the liquor store for right after I unload the forty-four

This is for my killas shoot tequilla
Con cigarillos while they out to the club
To get freak on, to get their creep on
To get their drink on, to get smoke on

This is for my killas shoot tequilla
Con cigarillos they ride out to the club
To get their freak on, to get creep on
To get their drink on, to get smoke on

Whether mathematical, actual dollar figures a nigga feel bigger
Cap pealer for the soldiers, have a feel older
And another gift from a sweet lick to a cheap
All a get 'cause it get rich

Overnight to the top, first class
Miss Lady got a ass, fast as you want to be
Lady follow me, I'm a southwest G
with Kurupt

Straight giving a fuck, I will a tick know what's up
up, finish up when I bust a nut
I'm in your guts screaming, keepin' her feining
Had to put on my team, fuck

Mack-a-jack with the checkered
Acting all bad, me mad
So be the first to blast, Miss

This is for my killas shoot tequilla
Con while they ride out to the club
To get their freak on, to get creep on
To get their on, to get their smoke on

This is for my that shoot tequilla
Con while they ride out to the club
To get their freak on, to get creep on
To get their drink on, to get their on

We organized the killings, be playin' the plots
Come around here, you will get
Me and my homeboys run the block
Pop, pop one of homies drop

I told y'all never come around here
'Cause y'all don't pump no fear
Ain't nobody hard whether the day to
Like the fourth of July when the candles

knew what I wanted to see
And that's having paper, have to G's
Ain't nothing but killers with me
any nigga who steppin' left to me

So soon we'll your shit, whoop your ass, fuck your bitch
Never thought it would happen but it did, you
Y'all niggas fuck with this

This is for my that shoot tequilla
Con cigarillos they ride out to the club
To get their on, to get their creep on
To get drink on, to get their smoke on

This is for my killas that shoot
Con cigarillos while ride out to the club
To get their on, to get their creep on
To get their on, to get their smoke on