Luyện nghe bài hát Chrome & Paint

Ya, ya,
Sunday afternoon,
Pull it out, whip it out, it out
it out, drop it out
You
Let 'em

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

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

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

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

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

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 all alone

I'm like grits, die befo' I snitch
Off my ass khakis sag like cellulite bitch
Under the suede, and I ain't yo momma
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 imperial in material
All in your peripheral, throwin' shells at vehicle

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

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

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

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

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

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

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