Luyện nghe bài hát Can I

Roll, roll, roll, there, there,
You have to go that far
You just into my car

I got my on 52 inch
Wit' my fingers on thick and richer
the last of the grass, put the dub in glass
Start wit' a virgin, baby doll, rest ya nerves
Recline, lay on
Instead of a stack, pimp really kick back
Get ass just like that
See I been ahead [unverified]
(Lexus)

That to
(Texas)
Do or Die
(Respect us, don't us, get checked wit' the tech sir)
But to your slow Lord
Really know about your low love
You can stop akin', so, so by the slow flow
my feelings is a no, no

Let me sit you at the sun beach
Got me off the sun heat
See you think it run me, see you think it's the weed
Conversation on the pond, a pause for a minute you start walking
I know it's your first time, just your first mind
And when you lose control, I'ma smooth ya
But all I really wanna

Can I roll, roll, roll, there, there,
You don't have to go far
You slide in to my car

Can I roll, roll, roll, there, there,
You don't to go that far
You just in to my car

Baby, would you die for me, when I see give a eye for me
Lay to the and cry for me, when I'm in my grave say bye for me
'Cuz I be, chilling with ya blasphemy
Lay low while I the B
If you really ride when the time is right
Put it off to the come on, ride, ride wit' daddy
past in the caddy, spittin' honey in ya ear like a bumble bee

Won't 'cha men's come run wit' me, let me show you fun can be
Choppin' up beyond the sea
this some, still playa hate 'cuz I kept real
(Shh)
Never asked for a meal
All I asked if I work coming up the dirt
Show me luv not a thrill

I'ma flirt wit' the and um
Make sure that they worth and personal
Travel 'round the and um
Make they money while fun, gotta have 'em
Parly everyday wit' my
I will leave you lonely, I keep it real for my homey
Feel, never out and lonely, come on

Can I, roll, roll, roll, there, there,
You don't to go that far
You slide in to my car

Can I, roll, roll, roll, there, there,
You have to go that far
You just in to my car

And know when I be on
In the back of a caddy ridin' strong
Roll the on, hit the switch on the six
Roll the caddy wit' D's on to the head and the weed
See the mansion doors dipping through
the [unverified] doors
Wait to you, get to the floors
a Persian rug, cow gun in the tub
Ain't got the mind for making

'Cuz leave you where I found you at the club shakin'
'Cuz I'll do you bruson bacon
Baby, maybe I'm
It no simp in me, it's all pimp in me
And I can ya flip a G stack
And if you let it bring three back
And now the P I M P's
Now let me rub, massage you

Baby, it's like P O P I M O,
But obviously, Joe don't wanna be a no mo'
So what I really wanna is

Can I, roll, roll, roll, there, there,
You don't to go that far
You just in to my car

Can I roll, roll, roll, there, there,
You don't to go that far,
You slide in to my car

Can I roll, roll, roll, there, there,
Can I roll, roll, roll, there, there,