Luyện nghe bài hát Carlos Rossi

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

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

Top of the line wine rossi, man
I it all the time it's extra satisfying
Three of four times a day you can catch me
Back and to the liquor store buyin
Jugs and jugs of tha shit cause I'm wit no denying
Perving, swervin rannin all into the curb and
If I get one more d.u.i. then curtains
I can't cope, I I'm a alcoholic sometimes I hit the chronic
It's just like gin and tonic it's time to get erotic
5.99 For a big ass of rossi wine it's right on time
Once you a member of my drinkin' club you will find
The key to set ya so give it a try
But don't mistake it for unless you already 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 other fuckin' day if not every day
But anyway I

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

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

Top of the line wine, carlos
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 up the whole motherfuckin' crew
Ray you the chicken, kaveo you bring the links
Mugzy you bring the hamburger meat and supply the drinks
it's good to be on damn it
I got suga-t in the house whippin' up potatoe salad
4 of ribs up in the refrigerator marinatin'
Bring home the I got tha and I can't be
Well, what do you know, though the door comes
(Kaveo)
You
(E-40)
Mugzy and tap that ass, and hell and moe
Thick ass niggas b-legit and e-duece
Mac shawn, mac d-shot and little
The man the counter of the liqourstore loves me
Be and to hug me
On the that I done spend
Over a g a week on the carlos rossi