Luyện nghe bài hát 20 On Cars 26 On Trucks

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

(/Chorus)

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

But cant get the man(no) cant hit the man(no)
Even NBA dudes cant stick the man
Women crowd around me paparazzi takin man
Catch me on the line at 3-1-0 Im to get em man
Curren$y got plenty to stack up

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

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

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

(Verse 2)
We 20s on the Bentley 26s on the Lac truck
If the cop will stop me Im probly gone get up
Im underage but never underpaid

Im maximum wages richie rich I got it made
They call me big game plenty dough
You hold me so let me go I got talent and thats for show
Ask about the kid and they'll tell you dude can flow
And when Im done with 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 game go as as us
Theres noone as large as us, you dont wanna start us
I know more about kids than grown

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We chill