Luyện nghe bài hát Loco [Explicit]

I the 44
paint the Van Gogh
She the front door
She commando
She and rambled
I came and over
No time for conversations shoulders
Outta my
She outta red
She woozy bitch bourgeois from Dubai
She love the hip hop and love my slick
head then begged the boy to crip walk
I the James Joyce
Don't need the Royce
I need a straight jacket finna go bat
of these rapper stealing my swagger
Tryna run the penmanship practiced
gone Gatsby
Fades with no
Get shit cracking
his jaw open
Crack in my
Daddy smoking
Like he loved niggas no joking

Everybody get a little bit
Seems like you've feeling that lately
Everybody a little bit lonely
Keep slowly slowly
Right at the wrong time
Wrong in my own mind
Right at the wrong time
Got lost in my own

okay, hey Vince, it's me
Things are going pretty great and this ain't you need
Don't need to waste your time on an fuck
me some more money, we'll laugh it all up
Hey, remember how we used to in Pre-K?
Mama whooped ass for 3 days
Parties at for our birthday
It's okay, okay, guess I should say

Lemme ya 'bout, when a nigga went crazy
At the Marriott, having Cobain dreams
Lemme tell ya bout, when a nigga loco
Ace hotel shoulda at the Soho
Housekeeping keep knocking on my door
Don't she I'm staring in the mirror with a 44
Tryna get my head
She get the bed straight
No room to
on the sink

Uhh me tienes
(Pinche abre los ojos)
Quien te eh? El muy chingon?
(Date de lo que tienes)
Tu no eres
(Ya no niño)
lo que quieres hacer te sale mal, eres un estupido no sabes nada
(You're a grown ass man)
Nadie te toma
(I fuckin' you, just leave me the fuck alone)
Sabes que, vete a la chingada me gordo
(Pinche desgraciado)
vato pendejo
(I fuckin' you)

get a little bit crazy
Seems like you've been that lately
Everybody gets a bit lonely
breathing slowly slowly
Right place at the wrong
turn in my own mind
Right at the wrong time
Got in my own mind

It's okay, hey Vince, me
Things are pretty great and this ain't what you need
Don't need to your time on an ignorant fuck
Send me more money, we'll laugh it all up
Hey, remember how we to fight in Pre-K?
Mama that ass for 3 days
Parties at McDonald's for our
It's okay, it's okay, guess I say

In the black Benz speeding with my black skin
Out the
Tints low come and see 'em where the rent low
Been gone I don't need a shrink I need a hit song show the world a nigga

Been a schizo crip off of 65th though
Anybody killer I ain't when the shit blow
Jumping through your window hit a lick mode
Thugging the flip phone don't be who I flip on

We all away, what are you looking for?
We all waste away, what do you got in
We all waste away, cause I can't take much
We all waste away, rather be and poor
What my pastor say? Some shit that I don't
What my master say? Nigga, you won't be
you pass away, razor on my sleeve
Tryna compensate, this pain, it run so
"But you a star," they say, "You so much to me
Mean so to me"