Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Yard Dash

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Y'all already know what it is I'm on that Ecstasy
Who dis is? Hustle? Aye let's do it nigga

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

I'ma bank head veteran, got 'em eccederin
Suckas caught headaches when they saw me on Letterman
'round sever an' off the heads to my brother en
Man, this gangsta picture been on Paul 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 Kent we ride supplyin' anthems
Body full of reptile camo's and pampers

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

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

Aye look, Brasco
Big in advance, dead fresh nigga plaid put on castro
Give 'em what 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 it's over
cola, systems are metric, force successive
Ain't no choice, I'm

My brauds on giseptics and nati
Mark in the maple Marzarati
I'm rich, nothin' to do, so I'm taking up
And I'm taping up my like the NFL quarterback
Michael Vick shit, I how to bring a quarterback

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

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

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

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

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