Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Yard Dash

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Y'all know what it is when I'm on that Ecstasy
Who dis is? Grand Hustle? Aye do it nigga

All we make is cash, straight drop
Niggas try to jack it, we'll drop ass
Trunk on blast and our go fast
make a nigga do a 100 yard dash

I'ma bank head veteran, got 'em eccederin
Suckas caught when they saw me on David Letterman
Ride 'round an' off the heads to my brother en
Man, this gangsta been on Paul Wall ever since

I was young wit medicine, now I'm in the yellow
the shit was lame, Das, why I ain't go and get the yellow tint?
Tell 'em we ride phantoms supplyin' anthems
Body full of reptile camo's and pampers

Shine amper, fox fur, submarine
Kill a nigga ass on time, they me clockster
Light Mossberg, not the black but the chrome one
26 Davins, the black back with the chrome

All we make is cash, drop glass
Niggas try to jack it, we'll drop ass
Trunk on blast and our cars go
Choppa make a nigga do a 100 yard

Aye look, Astro
Big shipment in advance, dead fresh plaid put on castro
Give 'em they ask for, 20 thousand in sacks
Stand on the trap till I see the damn force

Come back in a black porche, me and
This Xtaci time, when the sunshines over
White cola, systems are metric, force
no choice, I'm aggressive

My walk on giseptics and nati
Mark Jacobs in the Marzarati
I'm rich, nothin' to do, so I'm up karate
And I'm up my body like the NFL quarterback
Michael shit, I know how to bring a quarterback

All we is cash, straight drop glass
Niggas try to it, we'll straight drop ass
Trunk on and our cars go fast
Choppa make a nigga do a 100 yard

please, shawty I know you ain't got these
Varagomas on my face and juicy gatore jeans
Bitch I'm ballin' wit some who be lettin' they shoulda lean
Know them grills gone bling and them go ching

Listen, I'm a queen, 5 carat
See through and my nipples ain't seen
Everybody know that I'm quick to a hoe ass
In a quick flash, them bitches hit the floor fast

Drop top in the seat, I got plenty cash
first class, bitch I was made to last
You a old rag still stuntin' wit a bag
Young fly bitches like to ride the beat blast

All we make is cash, straight drop
Niggas try to it, we'll straight drop ass
Trunk on blast and our cars go
make a nigga do a 100 yard dash