Luyện nghe bài hát Chung-A-Lung

[Pastor Troy
Pastor,
I'm just laying down my bass
You know my my bass one
Y'all God damn (well nigga)
Crank that bitch off the
Yeah, niggas know what time it is
PT in the (nigga)
A yo and is for everybody bustin' bottles
Give me a P, give me an A, me a S, give me a T
me a P, give me a T

1]
Hold up, a minute
Let PT, gangsta in it
win it
I'm talkin' 'bout the
Got me chillin' with bitch name Sophie
She say she know me from one night in the
Then say I was smokin', tellin' her to it
Now that sounds me
The fuckin' Pastor nigga the ole G
DSGB tat' across my
And hell yeah I put that shit in my flesh
The be for best, but these bustas keep on poppin'
Know when they play my shit the club
You niggas
My thirty-two is in
Got tuck between my dick and nut sack
I bet security didn't keep
I'm on the floe' wit' my weapon

(Chorus 2x)
When I step off in the club we
When I off in the club we Chug-A-Lug
I'mma role up wit' these that Chug-A-Lug
Puts a in that mug we Chug-A-Lug

2]
Nigga, (yeah)
Ever seen a remmy bottle big?
Just an imagine how it feel against ya' wig
?? pussy ass nigga, my
Take swig
up my set
Dog tags like a Vietnam vet'
Some sweat
And niggas looking dirty
Mad wit' me they in the club thirsty
I'm talkin' 'bout tongue hanging to they throat
Broke ass nigga talkin' 'bout saleing dope
Look folk, let us leave the bar
If you ain't got no money, then ya' ass to ya' car
Ya' dealing' a star
Far from
Ya' catch me in a or the Rover, it's ova
I buss a mutha bottle wit' my 'cause'
Toast other and Chug-A-Lug