Luyện nghe bài hát Chalupa

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

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

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

you got the stamina because niggas be on worst
Blow reefa, no sneaker, thought 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 even funny but look at we money
Yo, up on the stoope, the game is in a stoope
'Cause look we get chalupa, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, love

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

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

Now every on my clothing dawg, have knots
10, 20, 30, 40, 50 thousand, pot
Call my gravel, it's mad rocks
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 money, yo doggie, we counting money
Yo shit, ain't even funny but look at we counting
Yo, up on the stoope, the game is in a stoope
look we get chalupa, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, chalupa love

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

And say I'm a son of a bitch
Why? 'Cause I be 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

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

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

Or Miami jersey, put the on her
Or a door mat, I'm gone put my on her
Creep on 'em, leap on 'em, yeah, I park the on 'em
Americas most wanted, no warrant

We counting money, yo doggie, we counting
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