Luyện nghe bài hát Chalupa

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

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

OG, Goatee, proceed, Ki's
Sorta a janitor, stay within a parameters
Niggas got the bra, don't care about a camera
'Cause put that dress off, first like grandmamma

Hope you got the because niggas be on worst
Blow reefa, no sneaker, this was a converse
I told girl, damn that's a hard purse
But you gotta get it in flavors girl, starburst

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

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

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

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

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

We counting money, yo doggie, we money
Yo shit, even funny but look at we counting money
Yo, stupid up on the stoope, the is in a stoope
'Cause look we get chalupa, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, chalupa

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

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

Your brother well, he my worker, sister well, she my slurper
Your mom, her ass is fat, my niggas they call her
Once a week they might server her, with they gon' serve her
Now she whining like a baby, yo, maybe get her gerber

her on her ass, warm milk, then we burp her
Yeah, we left her nurtured but 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 mat, I'm gone put my feet on her
on 'em, leap on 'em, yeah, I park the jeep on 'em
Americas most wanted, no warrant

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