Luyện nghe bài hát Boxframe Cadillac ('83 Deville Mix)

Maybe it's that... maybe it's that... maybe it's
Dro that I'm got me rollin, slow motion
I'm blowin' dough so potent, got a nigga coughin and chokin
I'm in that... Boxframe cadillac, swervin off the exit
Split my swisha my thumb, rolling hydroponic plants
I got the bass bangin, window
Breakin a reefer sack
Big money grip with an ounce of that piff and a in my lap
I'm in boxframe cadillac, swervin off the exit ramp
Split my swisha my thumb nigga roll that

Pint of 'gnac, mix it the red bull, take another pull of this dodey
endo, roll up that window
If you see me in I'm smokin, guarantee,
fire
Not a stick, not a seed, pack of blunts all I
I'm about to get sent up I don't give no fuck man I'm all about fried
I don't know how they do it where you
GI
niggas and ride
a contact
Non fall back, we can chit-chat
I'd be in, gone in the

Yo I've smokin since a youngin
Coppin halfs and quarter
Peach optimo, it with that leafy green stuffin
And my nigga? he used to one with me after practice
classes and constantly dumpin ashes
And I miss my dude, wishin I could be with my dude
I'd give it all up to get him back I to god
All the money, and expensive jewels
I smoke that G-5 blaze
Just to ease the and pain
think I'm strange
Maryjane put alot of evil thoughts in my
times man I be on that murda shit
Hit me with the if you got a problem with it you can tell that to my

Please don't me act a fool
Tryna keep my
But my head, missing
So you know it ain't no doubt straight jab out
Like I ain't got to lose