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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Clipped up, up, big chipped up
Stacy tips spiffied up, golf hat flipped up
I yo' ass off the map, fuck with dub
I'll yo' ass rollin' home 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, thang to the dome stank
Hood forever bitch, chrome and paint, c'mon

I got and paint
Nigga, you thank, I got chrome and paint?
Bitch, what you drank, I got 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

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

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