Luyện nghe bài hát Chrome & Paint

Ya, ya,
Sunday afternoon,
Pull it out, it out, pull it out
Drive it out, it out
You
Let 'em

I got and paint
Nigga, what you thank, I got chrome and
Bitch, you drank, I got chrome and paint?
Smokin' that dank in my and paint

(Street lights)
Dance on
(Street lights)
Dance on
(Street lights)
Get a home
You can die in these streets all

I am the wrong nigga, too fuckin' grown
To go for that nigga, I 'cha hoe nigga
I got, a hair trigger, I am the dome
The sea sniper, you got the wrong niggaz

Retire like Jigga, comes the Attila the Hun
Killin' niggaz for fun, these rappers is
The bigger they come, the harder they
I burn like the sun, to ball

He's got nuts and the don touch
And the fine dutch, star sky call hutch
He's laid, with sluts, up in some guts
Just back in the cut, he he's king tut

Can't this nigga up, 'cause just, the nigga luck
That niggaz, really him and tear the city up
Uhh, even I'm fuckin' with the po'-po'
Them know how I act in the low-low

I got chrome and
Nigga, what you thank, I got and paint?
Bitch, you drank, I got chrome and paint?
Smokin' that dank in my chrome and

(Street lights)
on paint
(Street lights)
Dance on
(Street lights)
Get a home
You can die in streets all alone

I'm ghetto grits, die befo' I snitch
Off my ass khakis sag cellulite tits bitch
Under the suede, headliner and I ain't yo
with my dollars on yo' ass they'll be layin' flowers

I put a hole in brain with these hollow hot rocks
Hittin' the switch, the fo' hopscotch
Rollin' up in dickier material
All in your peripheral, shells at your vehicle

Clipped up, pimped up, big up
Stacy Adams tips spiffied up, hat flipped up
I blow yo' ass off the map, fuck dub
I'll have yo' ass rollin' home windshield glass on your lap

Fuck rap, I'm a creased tee, eatin' ribs
Laughin' at you niggaz on MTV
I got the thang, thang to make the dome stank
Hood life forever bitch, chrome and paint,

I got chrome and
Nigga, what you thank, I got and paint?
Bitch, what you drank, I got chrome and
Smokin' dank in my chrome and paint

(Street lights)
on paint
(Street lights)
Dance on
(Street lights)
Get a nigga
You can die in these all alone

(Street lights, lights)
Even though I'm with the po'-po'
Them nigga how I act in the low-low
mo', nigga check out my promo
You mo' can't fuck with my mojo

I got chrome and
Nigga, what you thank, I got and paint?
Bitch, you drank, I got chrome and paint?
Smokin' that dank in my and paint

(Street lights)
on paint
(Street lights)
Dance on
(Street lights)
Get a home
You can die in these all alone
(Street lights)