Luyện nghe bài hát Chung-A-Lung

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

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

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

2]
Nigga, (yeah)
Ever seen a remmy this big?
Just an imagine how it feel against ya' wig
?? ass nigga, my nig'
another swig
up my set
Dog tags hanging like a vet'
bitches sweat
And some niggas dirty
Mad me 'cause they in the club thirsty
I'm talkin' 'bout hanging down to they throat
Broke ass nigga talkin' they saleing dope
hea' folk, let us leave the bar
If you got no money, then take ya' ass to ya' car
Ya' dealing' a star
Far from
Ya' me in a Benz or the Rover, it's ova
I a mutha fuckin bottle wit' my 'cause'
Toast each and Chug-A-Lug