Luyện nghe bài hát 10 Pints

(Intro)
Everyday ten
Ten thou', ten
Everyday ten
Ten thou', ten
ten thou'
Ten thou'
Ten

(Hook)
Ten pints in my backpack, ten pounds in the
Ten hoes in the and they all tryin' to get fucked
Ten pints in my backpack, ten pounds in the
Ten in the backseat, backseat, backseat

(Verse)
90s flow, mid tho, catch us in that Caddy
There he go, smokin' dope, man I swear it came from
Ab-Soul, so you know, don't be unfamiliar
Side, Del Amo, I got it tatted on my spirit
Spirit tho, ten hoes, in the CTS
Mando, windows up, that molly might make undress
Oh fo' sure, ho­e, minus E and add the three
eyes to the third, murdered in the thirty-three
Holy shit, who is this? They me the God emcee
Perform miracles and shit, I turn into lean
Man I'm always gettin' cuz I stay 'round sum' trees
Man I'm always faded but no barbershop fo' me

(Hook)
Ten pints in my backpack, ten in the trunk
Ten hoes in the and they all tryin' to get fucked
Ten in my backpack, ten pounds in the trunk
Ten hoes in the backseat and they all tryin' to fun
Don't stop! (Can you fit ten in your backseat?!)
Made all bitches lap up, say what
(You made all them lap up)
Yup, ten hoes in the backseat and asking me fo' them drugs
I got ten pounds in the trunk, ten pints in my

(Verse 2)
I made ten racks off ten to 4z, I spit crack, need ten a
Keep bad chicks with their exposed, my hoes ? than winter clothes
Ten so they finna roll, gon' lap up, girl, make sum' space
Ten pints in my backpack, more seals than a naval
I stole a 6, I'ma drink an eight, the other deuce, I'm gon it
I know these rapper dudes hate it when they me on their boo's playlist
It's Young and my dues paid, fresh pair of cool greys
And I pounds on me, like I'm in the UK
I'm on like Jeremy Lin, and I'm repping that H-Town
Soon as all of her girls is in, I made 'em bust it like
right, I'm a man, ho, haters cannot stand Short
No matta if made by Gucci, Louis V or ?

(Hook)
Ten pints in my backpack, ten in the trunk
Ten hoes in the backseat and all tryin' to get fucked
Ten pints in my backpack, ten pounds in the
Ten hoes in the backseat and they all to have fun
stop! (Can you fit ten hoes in your backseat?!)
Made all them bitches lap up, say
(You all them women lap up)
Yup, ten in the backseat and they asking me fo' them drugs
I got ten pounds in the trunk, ten pints in my

(Verse 3)
Ten mil' in my back pocket, thou' on these rap watches
Talking money, nah that's obnoxious, fuck these hoes, pass
Came thru, easily, Ab-Soul the new
shit, leave him be, I'm chiefing weed, watching DVDs
Eatin' 5 star in my home
My crib like Johnny Depp's in Blow
Got a around my arm, but I'm still smacking rappers
Don't fuck these bars, no homie, that's disaster
Sitting on a million
Will please someone give them sum' Cinnabon
You talking shit but your facts at?
Bitch I got ten million in my

(Hook)
Ten pints in my backpack, ten in the trunk
Ten hoes in the backseat and all tryin' to get fucked
Ten pints in my backpack, ten pounds in the
Ten hoes in the and they all tryin' to have fun
Don't stop! (Can you fit ten hoes in backseat?!)
Made all bitches lap up, say what
(You made all them lap up)
Yup, ten hoes in the backseat and asking me fo' them drugs
I got ten pounds in the trunk, ten in my backpack

(Intro/Outro)
ten thou'
Ten thou', ten
Everyday ten
Ten thou', ten
ten thou'
Ten everyday
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