Luyện nghe bài hát C.L.A.P. (Cars, Ladies, & Poetry)

1]
Now you ain't seen a nigga cleaner, I roll up like Khalifa
My bad bitch and I ain't talking 'bout no reefer
A African diva, a Black Panther demeanor
Know my shorty got back and your is a two-seater
But fuck, if I do meet her I'm a her shit
I'll test drive her then her back to the dealership
See now all I ever wanted was a Mil and
Instead of chips and dill pickles, need a and whips
And a girl far from a hood rat but got a little hood in her
They say I'm a good cat, if she got good cat
I'm a step up to the plate, tryna swing that bat
CO where my hood at, come the line with me
I need Johnny Cash; I make jokes, she always laugh
She a grown woman, but that is toddler bad
I'm tryna always smash kill that shit, bag
Pillage you, steal your heart and you won't get this back
this party's crashed, baby girl let's blow this scene
She inner-thigh, I go between
I know you a queen, let's see if I can be so keen
As to hit your spot and stretch you out, limousine

you at? (At)
I can't see you but I need to you clap (Clap)
Shorty, you at (At)
I can't see you but I need to hear you (Clap)
Now all my bad in the back
My pretty fine girls up
Pretty darling is you staying or leaving, I put this thing in 6th gear and speed off the evening

2]
I keep envisioning you, me, bigger
be your main cat, call me your Lion King
Keep them heels on do that model strut
I'm a flip that up as if it were a bottle clutched
And I fast, throttle, clutch
I'm an
She got horse power thighs, with an rear
I rev her up, I shift her gears, peel off with her, hey officer, I offer work, no turned
Off shirts, on with sheets
She want me on her team
I'm off the end her sleep
I squash 'til she in sleep
Then toss and turn but dream

That body like a muffler
Oh girl you bad now you you in trouble

Girls in the
My pretty fine girls up
My girls on the left
My get girls on the right