Luyện nghe bài hát Bourbans And Lacs

This is for the and the Cadillac's
With the and twelves bumpin' in the back
This is for the players, hustlas, and macks
With the Benz ends, I mean them paper stacks

is for the Burbans and the Cadillac's
With the tens and twelves bumpin' in the
is for the players smokin' doolamac
Slappin' skins, makin' dividends and riding

(Uhh)
Wood grain the leather seats
so dark you need a flashlight to see me
Smokin' on doshia, four niggas in the back
Screaming No soldiers

True to the gizzame, in the projects
Sold a half an ounce of
Hit interstate ten, to
to DJ Screw just raised the Lexus

Called up C
Did a last week with my nigga Bun B
Twistin' on some green
And niggas still trippin', I dead, I'm still in it

This is for the Bourbans and the
With the and twelves bumpin' in the back
is for the players, hustlas, pimps and macks
With the Benz makin' ends and them stacks

See pockets of dollars already stacked
gangsta leaning sideways
Today ain't Friday, ten it is and is my day
Take it Mister High spoke rider

Cadillac driver, pussy diver
Push the glock when I'm riding
Flossing the block, holla at my boys up in the third
Got the word, swerve to the side of the curb

A fiend that wanted me to him, I said, bitch can't tell I'm off?
But I still gave him five dollars to wipe my white
And then I burst up out the block, dropped the top it was hot
Hit the spot with the most hoes at the sideshow, to plot

Hittin' donuts, you know I'm macking, a up nigga
Catch me spinnin', you can I was there
'Cause I clocked when I was finished
I five-O, and man he tried to sweat me

Thinkin' he'd be nice and all I gotta 185
In the hood and you know they catch me
And if you see me chilling you can me
But I that glock, 40 up on the dashboard

You never know who not be
is for the playas

Playa, on
I can't you homie
Playa, on
I can't hate you

Bourbans and Lacs, mansions and bitches, money and
A made life is all I dream, paper chasing for that
I'm thugging on the scene,
Whatcha don't believe, well check the credents, tell ya

A living presidential
I'm on the level that you bustas never feel
My daughter thought I'd get caught up in the game and get
But reverse shit and hit the studio and make a mill

For real, I'm platinum shit until I'm old and ill
Gotti, I'm gonna make you feel what I say, I got time to parlay
Chill off in the bay, some hay
I wouldn't have that no other way
The made life, the tight, No Limit for life

is for the Bourbans and the Cadillac's
With the tens and twelves bumpin' in the
This is for the players doolamac
With the makin' ends I mean them paper stacks

is for the Bourbans and the Cadillac's
With the tens and twelves in the back
This is for the players doolamac
With the Benz makin' ends I mean paper stacks

play on
I can't you homie