Luyện nghe bài hát Carlos Rossi

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

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

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

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

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

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 the chicken, kaveo you bring the links
Mugzy you bring the hamburger meat and I'll the drinks
Shit good to be on damn it
I got in the house whippin' up some potatoe salad
4 Slabs of ribs up in the refrigerator
home the I got tha and I can't be waitin'
Well, what do you know, though the door comes
(Kaveo)
You
(E-40)
Mugzy and tap that ass, t-pup and and moe
ass niggas like b-legit and e-duece
Mac shawn, mac and little bruce
The man behind the counter of the liqourstore me
Be and to hug me
On the strength that I spend
Over a g within a week on the rossi