Luyện nghe bài hát Box Chevy

Yelawolf and I feel a king in my (box Chevy)
Tell dem otha muthafucks to get da (pine box ready)
Catfish is (deadly)
Don't get slapped da (medley)
Still on Jack D to my neck and my head start feelin' (heavy)
Doin' 125 down I-29 really think I to start slowin' down
But I can't 'cause I gotta pretty thing stittin' to my right thats blowin' me now
Oh yea she (headin' me) I her name might be (Becky)
I was bout to her off but I had to switch lanes to get da brain she (Necked me)
Aw naw do you in two's
Please choose a couple of friends that hoppy in the coupe
Now we (steady)
But I'm not for (longevity)
Pipes in the back, the lights of the night reflect sights trough the dash I'm nice to ride

My rims are clean, paint job that glitters and gleams,
And I wanna see the back of your in the seats (my box Chevy)
This is built for Queens and you wanna be seen wit' a King,
Well I wanna see the back of jeans in seats (my box Chevy)
Tilted off Jim Beams, off to the side I lean,
And I wanna see the of your jeans in the seats (my box Chevy)
This is built for Queens and you wanna be seen wit' a King,
Well I wanna see the of your jeans in seats (my box Chevy)

Fuck a lameosine rather ride caprices
My speakers the concrete beneath us
85 northbound shakin' doors down
So I turn da speakers louder off polices
Fuck 5-star chick, gotta porn-star ridin' shotgun wit' me gettin' so wet
Now she goin' down on me givin' head bussin' on her forehead,
Then I take her back to the piece
Back in the caprice a sack of weed and crumpled it inside a conyak blunt rack
Then it's time to jump back on the highway 85 slumpin' in the like I'm hunckback and
My Chevy look so old school vo's on it got it floatin' like a row boat,
flakes in the paint drippin on the road, drivin' slow like a show boat hoe
Don't act you don't hear me comin' I got the ? and it's comin' out the clarions
in the trunk, flatscreens in the headrest wit somethin' bout Marion carry on
I be turnin' heads everytime when you see in the man she carstruck
And I'm far hauled up supp witt-her trippin' like a bitch
Get in the car slut you you wanna ride.

My rims are super clean, job that glitters and gleams,
And I wanna see the back of your in the seats (my box Chevy)
This whip is built for Queens and you wanna be seen a King,
Well I wanna see the of your jeans in seats (my box Chevy)
Tilted off Jim Beams, off to the side I lean,
And I wanna see the back of jeans in the seats (my box Chevy)
This whip is built for Queens and you wanna be wit' a King,
I wanna see the back of your jeans in seats (my box Chevy)

In the the witta six-pack and ridin' lookin' for a the (ladies)
Peanut seats have seat girl my peanut butter needs (jelly)
I'll you like (jelly)
If you ain't to get (messy)
If you know da game then I'll let you call the like a referee, yeah
Now I'm drinkin' deuce deuce and slow
Feelin' like a deuce bigalow
Played the da bitch like
Go anywhere you wanna go a road
Interstate 59 20 75 285 85
Twins pipes like pow pow, 100 spokes on the vo's wow, wow, wow

My rims are super clean, job that glitters and gleams,
And I wanna see the back of jeans in the seats (my box Chevy)
whip is built for Queens and you wanna be seen wit' a King,
Well I wanna see the back of jeans in seats (my box Chevy)
Tilted off Jim Beams, off to the side I lean,
And I wanna see the back of your jeans in the (my box Chevy)
whip is built for Queens and you wanna be seen wit' a King,
Well I see the back of your jeans in seats (my box Chevy)