Luyện nghe bài hát Chrome & Paint

Ya, ya,
afternoon, baby
Pull it out, whip it out, it out
Drive it out, it out
You
Let 'em

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

I am the nigga, too fuckin' 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 like Jigga, comes the Attila the Hun
Killin' niggaz for fun, rappers is done
The bigger come, the harder they fall
I burn like the sun, continue to

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

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

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 streets all alone

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

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

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

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

I got and paint
Nigga, you thank, I got chrome and paint?
Bitch, what you drank, I got chrome and
Smokin' dank 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 though I'm fuckin' the po'-po'
nigga know how I act in the low-low
Slow mo', nigga check out my
You mo' fo's fuck with my mojo

I got chrome and
Nigga, what you thank, I got and paint?
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 home
You can die in these streets all
(Street lights)