Luyện nghe bài hát Loca

Know sick of all the same old thangs
Same wit' the same champagne
Backwoods, tryin' to burn brain
Wit' a broke-ass in the CarMax Range
You ain't but a vibrant thang
Ass too thick for 5' 10" frame
to spend all night in your nine lives?
Get to when that liquor get to burnin'
Get it crackin', why you actin' like a
Where it come from, mama or the
You paid for it, did you pray for it? Get
And a nigga sit and wait for it, is it worth it?
Why I ask I already know?
Don't mind me, already gone
better not keep callin' ya phone
Have my dogs in the at his home

You you drive me crazy

Girl, you lookin' like out of King
Magazine, in the magazine
Hope a nigga don't run up
I'm tryna to have a good time this
91 Freeway, eastbound,
Late night but the face right, I it
Mando, I'm the man though, you see it
Niggas wanna kill me, so I gotta it
I ain't really into clubs, into
kick it wit' the thugs, I ain't never did a drug
Weed blowin' I does, need your mind right
They won't ever a nigga at the stoplight
What life like?
you ride for a nigga, die for a nigga?
Court room lie for a
up to set up a snitch on a nigga?
Maybe, still drive me crazy

You know you me crazy

quiere estar en la calle gusta con
Amigos como pendejo y nunca quieres estar en la
Tienes cosas que en la casa también
Siempre quieres estar con ellos y quieres estar conmigo what the fuck
Yo no sé que vas hacer, but you to get your shit together
Because a mi no me vas a tratar como ninguna pendeja estupido