Luyện nghe bài hát 20 On Cars 26 On Trucks

(Chorus 2x)
We 20s on the cars and 26s on the trucks
And diggin us it aint no limit to the bucks
We makin noise in the to let em know we comin up
And haters movin out the way they know they wanna play wit us

(/Chorus)

(Verse 1)
We ridin (Chill) how I em man
Pockets holdin 50
Ridin big Impala man me and my partners man
20 inch rims keep em like a ceilin fan
Haters gold tending to get me out my figures man

But cant get the man(no) cant hit the man(no)
Even them NBA cant stick the man
crowd around me paparazzi takin pictures man
Catch me on the at 3-1-0 Im fixin to get em man
got plenty money to stack up

Play with me or my crew and we'll be pickin them up
And burners too in case you dudes wanna act up
And have you on yo cellie callin homies for up

And I think you really want it to come this
for that growl whodi you betta shut ya trap
But I aint really huntin for no drama

I just wana hit the club and leave with yo mama
(/Verse 1)

(Verse 2)
We ridin 20s on the 26s on the Lac truck
If the cop stop me Im probly gone get hacked up
'cause Im underage but underpaid

Im makin maximum wages richie I got it made
They call me Romeo big game plenty
You cant hold me so let me go I got talent and thats for
Ask about the kid and they'll tell you that can flow
And Im done with school I be hoopin up in the pros Whoa
No Limit we big rimmin our cars up

Tearin malls up spendin thousands at R Us
Nobody else whos in the go as hard as us
Theres noone as large as us, you dont start with us
I know more about than grown women

Every week they watchin my show on
They love me they know the boys winnin
The girlies keep grinnin my rims they keep
(/Verse 2)

(Verse 3)
Im a tell ya like keep ya eyes on your chick

'cause her eyes on my wrist and boys that Im with
The girls like me I dont blame em
Im in the Guiness of Records for the richest entertainer
Call me the ghetto Gates 'cause the system cant change us
Had money and cars way I was famous
Im in the pros but I could buy the the

I got two buys one blue the other green
If it aint spinnas then you know I cant roll it
And if I had it over a then I let my cousin hold it
Im the first one on Cribs with a with gold ceilings
Gotta truck load of Bentleys 'cause how Im livin

In the winter the trucks out
The its the drop top
P Miller on my clothes (whoa) got a million in the

Hey out the way Im ready to cause havoc
Me and my soldiers be why must be yo actin

I leave cats distractin stickin magnets
Im the shorty from the Phillipines the main
Rollin up in fly whips switchin every day
No girls ball like the WNBA
(/Verse3)

We chill