Luyện nghe bài hát Chalupa

Yo, this here is bulimic, anemic, yo, red beam it
If I got it on, trust you seen it, never seen it
Some people say I'm conceited but dougie, I never
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 Gras, no beads, grow weed
Court case, courtside, in the nose bleeds

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

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

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 game is in a
'Cause look we get chalupa, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, love

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

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

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

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

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
look we get chalupa, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, chalupa love

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

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

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

Smack her on her ass, 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 Miami jersey, put the 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 counting
Yo shit, even 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