Luyện nghe bài hát Chrome & Paint

Ya, ya,
Sunday afternoon,
Pull it out, whip it out, 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 in my chrome and paint

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

I am the wrong nigga, too grown nigga
To go for that nigga, I ain't hoe nigga
I got, a trigger, I am the dome splitter
The sea sniper, you got the wrong niggaz

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Clipped up, up, big chipped up
Stacy Adams tips spiffied up, golf hat up
I yo' ass off the map, fuck with dub
I'll have yo' ass rollin' with windshield glass on your lap

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

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

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

(Street lights, lights)
Even I'm fuckin' with the po'-po'
nigga know how I act in the low-low
Slow mo', nigga out my promo
You mo' fo's can't with my mojo

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

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