Luyện nghe bài hát Chalupa

Yo, flow here is bulimic, anemic, yo, red beam it
If I got it on, you never seen it, never seen it
Some people say I'm but dougie, I never cheated
Oh boy, you'll get deleted, believe it, I could achieve it 'cause

I'm on a Yamaha, laughing ha, ha, ha
Na, na, na, want to talk, speak ra, ra, ra
Crib is like Gras, no beads, grow weed
Court case, courtside, nigga in the nose

OG, Goatee, proceed, whole
Sorta like a janitor, stay a parameters
Niggas got the hammer bra, care about a camera
'Cause put that dress off, first like grandmamma

you got the stamina because niggas be on worst
Blow reefa, no sneaker, thought was a converse
I baby girl, damn that's a hard purse
But you gotta get it in flavors girl, like

We money, yo doggie, we counting money
Yo shit, ain't even funny but at we counting money
Yo, stupid up on the stoope, the is in a stoope
look we get chalupa, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, chalupa love

Winter time, I'm heated why they
Lenox ave boy working with 8
Summer came through in our may blizzards
Old ladies looking like they did it

'Cause huh, I got to forty fifth to get a snack box
2 piece, apple pie, feds taking shots
They know I'm known for hot rims, fast
Big trucks, big jewels, from the have not's

Now every pocket on my clothing dawg, knots
10, 20, 30, 40, 50 thousand, pot
Call my block gravel, it's mad
I'm the owner of the team, fuck the

mad cock, 650 rag top
Damn, don't get hit the jab that my dad got
sasquatch, put it on your laptop
Yo, not a door but yes sir, pad locked

We counting money, yo doggie, we counting
Yo shit, ain't even funny but look at we counting
Yo, stupid up on the stoope, the game is in a
look we get chalupa, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, chalupa love

Yo, we do the interstate, baby, the state patrol
With 50 and I ain't talking 'bout an 8 year old
It can take a toll, hope you make parole
Play your role, the heat is so hot it can make you

And say I'm a son of a bitch
Why? I be with your son and your bitch
You don't deserve her, your fair, we won't her
We taught her to be a squirter, your son murder

Your brother well, he my worker, your well, she my slurper
Your mom, her ass is fat, my niggas they her bertha
Once a they might server her, with dick they gon' serve her
Now she whining like a baby, yo, maybe we'll get her

her on her ass, warm milk, then we burp her
Yeah, we her nurtured but we'll earth her, before we chirp her
You'll be a punching bag, fam, put our beats on her
Or the Klu Klux, yeah, white on her

Or jersey, put the heat on her
Or a door mat, I'm put my feet on her
on 'em, leap on 'em, yeah, I park the jeep on 'em
Americas most wanted, with no

We counting money, yo doggie, we money
Yo shit, ain't funny but look at we counting money
Yo, up on the stoope, the game is in a stoope
'Cause look we get chalupa, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, chalupa