Luyện nghe bài hát Carlos Rossi

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

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

Top of the wine carlos rossi, man
I drinks it all the time extra satisfying
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, swervin rannin all into the curb and
If I get one more d.u.i. then it's
I cope, I guess I'm a alcoholic sometimes I hit the chronic
It's just like gin and tonic when time to get erotic
5.99 For a big ass bottle of wine it's right on time
Once you become a member of my drinkin' club you will
The key to set ya so give it a try
But don't mistake it for chablis you already high
Spread the word get sprung and drink it with ya down
another word for sohobs, potna, folks, homies
Every year
We do this shit every fuckin' day if not every day
But I want

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

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

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

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