Luyện nghe bài hát Carlos Rossi

What's up fool, I got like 3 on the rossi
Let's go get
(E-40)
You don't wanna get perved,
You don't wanna fuck wit this shit
( )
Man, forget the ice man
(E-40)
Oh, you want to
O.k

Top of the wine, carlos rossi
Drinkin' on some of of that top of the wine, carlos rossi

Top of the line wine rossi, man
I drinks it all the time it's extra
of four times a day you can catch me drivin
Back and forth to the liquor buyin
Jugs and jugs of tha cause I'm addicted wit no denying
Perving, rannin all into the fuckin curb and
If I get one more d.u.i. it's curtains
I can't cope, I guess I'm a alcoholic I hit the chronic
It's like gin and tonic when it's time to get erotic
5.99 For a big ass bottle of rossi wine it's right on
Once you become a of my drinkin' club you will find
The key to set ya so give it a try
But don't mistake it for chablis unless you high
Spread the word get sprung and it with ya down chromes
That's word for sohobs, potna, folks, homies
Every motherfuckin'
We do this shit every other fuckin' day if not day
But I want

Top of the line wine, rossi
Drinkin' on some of of that top of the wine, carlos rossi

Hocus pocus
The top of the line wine, yeah that's the dopest
And if you in the click, them notice
That we be downin from the tallest to the shortest
Everywhere I go, wants to know
What's the of that shit you and the click be like fuckin' wit
I keeps it on a hunch on the cause I be perved
wit some shit that will send you to the curb
And if you wit a bitch, then nigga you
Cause rossi goes good wit some over ice
Take her to the telly let the fill her belly
Fired up some smelly then ya jammin' like
Bust a couple of nuts, hit the butt and than the
Dick hard like I did time up in
But still I be
(E-40)
you fuckin' wit though?
(B-legit)
Fuck wit of that top of the line wine
(E-40)
Yeah
(B-legit)
Carlos

Top of the wine, carlos rossi
Drinkin' on some of of that top of the line wine, carlos

Sunny day, sky blue, shit, I think imma
Let me get my ass up outta bed and up the whole motherfuckin' crew
Ray you bring the chicken, kaveo you bring the
Mugzy you bring the hamburger and I'll supply the drinks
it's good to be on damn it
I got in the house whippin' up some potatoe salad
4 Slabs of ribs up in the marinatin'
Bring home the I got tha and I can't be
Well, what do you know, the door comes kaveo
(Kaveo)
You
(E-40)
and tap that ass, t-pup and hell and moe
Thick ass niggas like b-legit and
Mac shawn, mac d-shot and little
The man behind the counter of the liqourstore me
Be and to hug me
On the strength that I spend
a g within a week on the carlos rossi