Luyện nghe bài hát Bowties

[Verse 1:

I'm in the chevrolet with no tags
Got doors on this bitch like a bus
Hop on in
Take you for a ride a loaded ruger
So cold that I might a coat rag
Look bitch you only two puffs
That's meth Catfish Billy smokin' hoopla
All around the I blow cash
ain't leather that's nubuck
You ain't ballin' ruthless
You rollin' up on a new truck
I'm all about the Glock no jag
I got this bitch on four's like two
Two and bitch is lubed up
Treat like a new slut
bitch I'm outtie
Five go tell yo' pap' his boy's said howdy
You want to make it rain but would I, I it
These are bad weather, always cloudy
I'm a kill these bitches dig ditches and
Rocks up out this chevy trunk before you and lost
Cause we off in that red Bugatti with bowties

(Oh, oh!) just me and that (Bowties)
(Oh, oh!) a motherfuckin' attitude (Bowties)
(Oh, oh!) you don't to see that pistol wave (Bowties)
(Oh!) Me and that box running up and smooth (Bowties)

2: Rittz]

All black I'm a take it to the car show
Shouldn't drink and drive but I got some chronic at my
Blonde ho, with me 'bout to fuck no for convo'
Want it I let her hit the chronic and the blanco
stroke, I'm a swing the wheel like a golf pro
Hit it the back she look behind and saw my charm glow
I took a picture of her pussy for feeling
So she got the steppin' like she love me through the boat
Back my seat my speakers beatin' like a bongo
Bumpin' Box me and 'Wolf a perfect combo
Anyone it with us can get it they beggin' for attention
Like Miley Cyrus when she twerking let her tongue show, dumb
Why you us when you done gone broke
Rap's killing shit like Matt Dillon did in
I'm just fired up while you dried up like a ancho
Chilling but really still feelin' like I'm on my though
So I'm like a rhino, coming off the instagram
Northside Atlanta and I got it, want to get a
Servin' out my window a burger want a drink, it's ten
Use a pad now they fucked it up and let me in
interior until they get another print
Of my shoes, hit the runway inside my Chevy
Hit the gas the moon we will never land
Ain't nobody fuckin' with Slumerican put on my Chevy

[Verse 3:
Walk to the mall fuck you
Give me that Mickey D Sized
Got a fresh pair of J's like two new crack
Shoelaces like spud loose, on it
Coffee table full of shake and they breakin' up an on it
Tweakers on the hip gettin' as a brimstone
Thrown on the tip of a handle the symphone
Lean some of them lean on the wall and home
Steam mellowin' out of a Chevy
I put the on it
a seat bitch put the couch on it
Take a sigh bitch I put the on it
Take a ride on the one
You shit I might put the crowd on it
It would be another Yelawolf ground
Butter on the seats like crop
But I fuckin' ain't no crop
Puts fear in the heart of a cop
that I get fuckin' stopped
Boy those some nice wheels but you better turn the down
Cause it the big city
Ran off the law with but a ticket
From a fuckin' hick with a stick and midget with midget and bowtie