Luyện nghe bài hát Dont Mess With Texas

[Happy

"Lone ranger"
"Lone ranger"
"Lone ranger" ("Sit-sittin' on swanger")
"Lone ranger"
"Lone ranger"
"Lone Star ranger" ("Sit-sittin' on swanger") -- [Lucky

Shyykidd]
Don't with Texas, oh no
We so damn, what, so cold

You really want it
When you down, look what we have accomplished
Don't with Texas, oh no
We just so damn, what, so
Got the big
Cause the swangers
Paint drippin', boy, you what I'm talkin' 'bout

[Verse 1: Lucky Luciano {Lucky Luciano slowed
Ay, Lucky Lu', gon' through, and do this here for Screw zoo
I'm a Texas boy, eating barbecue, and sippin' on red Dew
{Lone Star ranger, on swanger}
One in the chamber, for the danger
cliffhangers, I'm a show 'em how to tip toe
Here to wreck a set, bang, I drop my fifth O
H-Town, San Anton', ATX, Fort
to the valley, man, it's all about the work
What you about the great state of Texas
Rocks in a necklace, a {bitch} breathless
of the players and the styrofoam cups
Woodgrain wheel and I'm on bucks
Paint look slippery, drank not
new Bentley, same ol' triple beam
Uh
And I'm Draped Up and out
Eighty-four spiderwebs, got boy tipped out

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[Verse 2: South Park
I got chicks like Pamela, from H to
The only game I played good was Gallahger
Cold like Alas-a-ka, flip 'em spatula
People be trying to bite my flows Dracula's
Spectacular, my rappin' doesn't seem to a replica
Angel, I saw a dude go from to Jessica
Dope fiend blessed, I'm a money making
Born in the gutter a little cute baby rat
My lady's tat got SPM in black
People say you look like Carlos Coy, but, he fat
Just like a janie sack, I'm been Slim Fast
Prison turn my cell block into a gym class
Pull-ups off my top bunk, press my mattress
Curlin' pillow full of books and a atlas
Can you understand or has a G lost touch
Walkin' in my con chucks, livin' out months

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[Verse 3: Bash]
It's that Dope House Records, out of Texas
Mayne, I'm so powerful with quick
With the SP Mex's, South on hollow
Happy P., got the beats on steroids (??)
If I'm Italian, I'm a Capo, yeah, made
Retire the game, and still get fully paid

It's the Dope House
and forty-five in the state, keep it poppin'
Boy, you slangin'
Boy, what you
Ridin' big body, playboy, you sangin'
Smashing down ten with a farm in my
Hit San Anton', and you it's all good, mayne

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