Luyện nghe bài hát Bourbans And Llacs

This is for the Bourbans and the
With the tens and bumpin' in the back
This is for the players, hustlas, and macks
With the makin' ends I mean them paper stacks

This is for the and the 'Llac's
the tens and twelves bumpin' in the back
This is for the players smokin'
Slappin' skins, makin' dividends and strapped

(Uhh)
Wood grain with the seats
Windows so dark you need a to see me
Smokin' on that
niggas in the back screaming No Limit soldiers!
True to the gizzame, stopped in the
Sold a half an ounce of

Hit ten, to Texas
Listening to DJ Screw raised the Lexus
Called up Pimp C, did a song last week my nigga Bun B
Twistin' on some green
And still trippin', I aint dead, I'm still in it

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

See pockets full of
Already strong gangsta leaning sideways
Today Friday, ten it is and today is my day
Take it mister high spoke rider
Cadillac Suburban driver, pussy

Push the glock inside I'm riding
Flossing down the block, at my boys up in the third
Got the latest word, to the side of the curb
A fiend that me to serve him, I said bitch can't tell I'm off?

But I still gave him five to wipe my white walls
And then I up out the block, dropped the top 'cause it was hot
Hit the spot with the most hoes at the sideshow, abouts to

Hittin' donuts, you know I'm macking, a up nigga
me spinnin', you can tell I was there
'Cause I clocked smoke when I was
I seen five-o, and man he tried to me
Thinkin' he'd be and all

'Cause I gotta 185 in the hood and you know they catch me
And if you see me you can stop me
But I keep glock
40 up on the you never know who might not be
is for the playas

Playa, on
I hate you homie
Playa, on
I hate you homie

Bourbans and 'Llacs, mansions and bitches, money and
A made life is all I dream, chasing for that green
I'm thugging on the scene,
Whatcha believe, well check the credents, they'll tell ya

A living presidential
I'm on the level that you will never feel
My daughter thought I'd get caught up in the game and get
But reverse that and hit the studio and make a mill
For real, I'm slanging platinum shit I'm old and ill

Lil' Gotti, I'm gonna make you feel what I say, I got to parlay
Chill off in the bay, some hay
I have that shit no other way
The made life, the game tight, No Limit for

This is for the and the 'Llac's
With the tens and twelves bumpin' in the
is for the players smokin' doolamac
With the Benz ends I mean them paper stacks

This is for the and the 'Llac's
the tens and twelves bumpin in the back
This is for the smokin doolamac
With the Benz makin' I mean them paper stacks

play on
I hate you homie