Luyện nghe bài hát Latola

1]
I'm up with the governor
3-2 and the Hustla
Comin out the head though
From the brain representin my
Its a trip how they die
In the hood in my Cadillac flyer, thru the
Wit my homie Iatola in the
Pink soda mind of a
Lean on my slang coca
20 g'z on my Villanova
Blow in the sauna
my niggas move dope on the corner
V-12 motor vida
Now your bitch to give me her panocha
Fat sweet roller in my
And my girl called the 'cause I choked her
Copa thankin Santa
For the keyboard that wit the sampler
up the Clarion wit the stelly on
She wit me 'cause I am the

2]
Its the same ol story
Nigga died 'cause he fucked wit the hoe
Its the of the times man
By second God that I'm alive man
Peace to my g's
Fell short to stack up they benjis
In the and the fog
Boys squab
All on my dick corn on the cob
You shit but a job for one of my killer
How niggas must die by the trigga
Im a sipper ima first degree murder
a fried stick and get wetter than a surfer
No my nature 90 pounds on my pager
I love you I dont hate you but I will misplace you
In the gutter for the of it
Gangsta nigga chuggin candy on my mothership
And haters can suck a dick

3]
So this what it came to yall the crew
Old friends Southeast claim blue
But I dont gangbang I no color
She lost her son if that was your mother
I sit back in my '92 'Lac
And I foundations like LULAC
I went to Alma in ward offa Sherman
was back when niggas jammin to Pee Wee Herman
Smokin with my teacher but not the
I remember fuckin Liz on the
1986 wasnt making
I was chasing chicks having bad
Now I Asian bitches fine Haitian bitches
Romanian Italian some bang delicious
I from pain to rich and I remain malicious
Shoot em up and leave em laying in some positions