Luyện nghe bài hát 2 MPH

"Sippin, sippin on lean, sippin, on bo'"

B]
Comin grippin grain, diamonds up against the wood
Tops drop, chop, trunk is popped, I'm lookin good
Swangin down the boulevard, deuce, the fifth is shinin
The queen is ridin shotgun and Finger's me
So never you me, I'm just hustling, grindin
My are heavy and my diamonds are blindin
My pistols are loaded and cocked so know that I'm
I'll die for my dog but I'll kill for my fair day
R.I.P. to my baby bro, UGK
It ain't no stopping movement, you lose on the real
Cause we keeping it trill, that's from ashes to
We got to make and fake nigga's asses to bust
If you down for hood, and you bangin that Screw
Put sets in the sky, cause this one is for you
Keep on keepin it true, haters and again
we don't play the game to say we play, we play to win

[Hook: F.A.B. X2]
Leanin to the side, you cain't through
Two miles per hour, so everybody you
Ridin by myself, with the in the do'
"Sippin, on lean, sippin, sippin on bo'"

F.A.B.]
Candy on my big wheel, man I'm still a kid
Twenty-six, same age as me, can you dig?
Ridin down the block, knockin pictures off your
Just showin off my made by Paul Wall
Alpine speakers in my grill on
Like my in Texas, hittin corner on them slabs
Seat laid back, you know how us be
Keep head up Bun B, rest in peace Pimp C
A mill' on mine back to back and young millionaires we haven't scratched
Rhyme through the hood and habitat, candy paint look some cabbage patch
hot, they mad at that, Chamillionaire, how F.A.B. get that?
Two dimes in a car, how bad is that? of the jungle, you an alley cat
Prince of the coast brought Cali back, just some D's on a Cadillac
Smoke so much, got cataracts, been rollin up for a of fact
F.A.B. get love where F.A.B. is at, from the Bay to the where them slabs is at
Oakland to Houston, only rollin with them savage cats

X2]

[Chamillionaire (Over Hook: mayne, yeah)]
It's gon' be, F-A-C, T to the Feds gon' mess me
And F-A-B, when they see, mixtape yes they pay me
Mugabe, Inspector G, bring 'em all cause they get me
Ten vehicles parked in the yard, pick your choice, get that key
Take that jet out to West, let's swang and get our on
Hit that strip in my whip, gon' strip and let them curves show
Vehicle sittin very low, that caddy very slow
They "Yeah, Chamillionaire, the realest I done heard holmes"

Wall]
I'm leanin to the side sideways, sittin
My Ratchet paint got all of the people lookin
I'm beatin the block, givin the streets an ass whoopin
Peep the way a player move, notes lil young-un
I'm movin slow mo', off a potent fo'
Pistol in my lap, another one in the side do'
You know I'm just a young all about my doe
Gettin cake and up that paper, I need mo'

X2]

"Sippin, sippin on lean, sippin, on bo'"