Luyện nghe bài hát Chevy Smile

Pull out the nigga
(Well if dey gon' pull 'em out, what years dey to pull out Trick?)
Pull out da 71's, 72's, nigga
(Ha, Ha, Well em who ya is shawty)
Don Dadda, Rida
(See what did, I said, imma go and get me a ill who kno bout muthafuckin chevys, inside and out, from the muthafuckin digi-dash to da muthafuckin pipes)
You betta it
(You who it is, Trick Daddy, Yung Joc, Lets Go)

I the way, the grill on my Chevrolet smile(The grill on my chevrolet smile)
I like the way, the on my Chevy go round(The rims on my Chevy go round)
I Like the way, the top on my Chevy go down(The top on my go down)
I like the way, the make the girls go wild(The Chevy make the girls go wild)

(Yung Joc)
64 Chevrolet Ssm, 24 dead fresh pimp
You think Im ridin peanut butter, naw thats chocolate
I the way da paint drip, love the way da paint flip
Got the step, fishbowl lamp
415 Beatin wit the 2 amps
Either way wit the butterfly, doors on suicide, 5 percent tint keep dem guessin who inside
Now da neighbor's mad cus my beat low
Now da haters mad cus dey freaks low
Yeah da color scheme dese new Gucci loafers
Plastic on da seats my grandma's sofa.

I like the way, the grill on my smile(The grill on my chevrolet smile)
I like the way, the rims on my go round(The rims on my Chevy go round)
I Like the way, the top on my go down(The top on my Chevy go down)
I like the way, the Chevy make the go wild(The Chevy make the girls go wild)

(Trick Daddy)
I got da work to da hard top, fresh out da supermart
Err'where i go dey follow da car
Yo, I hit a right, dey hit a
I hit da gas and leave dey ass 4 or 5 lights
Gettin followed by dese bougie broads, because dey da car
Dey dig my swag, too bad bitch, dis aint for
Dis for dem bottom bitches, all about da dolla
Independent, but love fuckin wit real
Dis for my thug nuggas, gettin rich dealin
My trap stars wit big and fast cars
Donk ridin, trunk poundin, Glass-housing, now some real down south shit

I the way, the grill on my Chevrolet smile(The grill on my chevrolet smile)
I like the way, the on my Chevy go round(The rims on my Chevy go round)
I Like the way, the top on my Chevy go down(The top on my go down)
I like the way, the Chevy make the girls go wild(The make the girls go wild)

(Yung Joc)
Da grill on my Chevy tv juggins
Smile so bright, you can see me
Say you race, playboy we can run it
Say you got a hemi, my out run it
I hope you got navigation cus pimpin you
Police think you good, thats just my exhaust
Betta get some anti-freeze and let cha cool off
Minks on my flo' bitch, ya shoes off
Treat my Chevy like a lac, slam my doors
Im like a mac, backseat full of ho's
I got a cush pack, we gon blow this whole
Mattafact seat back, and ride out slow

I the way, the grill on my Chevrolet smile(The grill on my chevrolet smile)
I like the way, the rims on my Chevy go round(The rims on my go round)
I Like the way, the top on my Chevy go down(The top on my go down)
I like the way, the Chevy make the girls go wild(The make the girls go wild)

Chill Wit Me, If U Wanna See What Im Ridin On
I Might Even Take U Home, I Might Even Take U

In My Chevy...
(What'chu On ?) Dubs
(What'chu On ?) Dueces
(What'chu On ?) Tres
(What'chu Ridin On ?)
(What'chu Ridin On ?)
(What'chu Ridin On ?)
(What'chu On ?) Thirty's
Listen To I Say
(What'chu On ?) Dubs
(What'chu On ?) Dueces
(What'chu On ?) Tres
(What'chu On ?) Fours
(What'chu Ridin On ?)
(What'chu On ?) Eights
(What'chu Ridin On ?) U Can Me A Chevy-Weight!