Luyện nghe bài hát Chrome & Paint

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

I got and paint
Nigga, you thank, I got chrome and paint?
Bitch, what you drank, I got 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 grown nigga
To go for that nigga, I ain't 'cha hoe
I got, a trigger, I am the dome splitter
The deep sea sniper, you got the niggaz

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

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

Can't fuck this nigga up, just, the nigga luck
That niggaz, really love him and the city up
Uhh, though 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 and paint?
Bitch, what you drank, I got chrome and
that dank in my chrome and paint

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

I'm like grits, die befo' I snitch
Off my ass sag like cellulite tits bitch
Under the suede, headliner and I yo momma
Play with my on yo' ass they'll be layin' flowers

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 chrome and

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