Luyện nghe bài hát Chrome & Paint

Ya, ya,
afternoon, baby
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)
on chrome
(Street lights)
Get a nigga
You can die in these all alone

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' for fun, these rappers is done
The bigger they come, the harder fall
I like the sun, continue to ball

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

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

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

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

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

I put a hole in your brain with these hollow hot
the switch, makin' 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 yo' ass off the map, fuck with dub
I'll have yo' ass home with windshield glass on your lap

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

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

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

(Street lights, lights)
Even though I'm fuckin' the po'-po'
Them nigga how I act in the low-low
mo', nigga check out my promo
You mo' fo's fuck with my mojo

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

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