Luyện nghe bài hát Chung-A-Lung

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

1]
Hold up, a minute
Let PT, with in it
win it
I'm 'bout the trophy
Got me chillin' this 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 mutha fuckin' Pastor the ole G
DSGB tat' my chest
And yeah nigga I put that shit in my flesh
The be for best, but these bustas keep on poppin'
Know they play my shit the club rockin'
You watchin'
My is in 'tact
Got that tuck between my 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 we Chug-A-Lug
When I off in the club we Chug-A-Lug
I'mma up wit' these thugs that Chug-A-Lug
Puts a back in mug we Chug-A-Lug

2]
Nigga, (yeah)
seen a remmy bottle this big?
Just an how it gone feel against ya' wig
?? pussy ass nigga, my
Take swig
up my set
Dog tags hanging like a vet'
bitches sweat
And some looking dirty
Mad wit' me 'cause they in the thirsty
I'm talkin' tongue hanging down to they throat
Broke ass nigga talkin' they saleing dope
Look hea' folk, let us the bar
If you ain't got no money, take ya' ass to ya' car
Ya' dealing' a star
Far sulfa
Ya' catch me in a Benz or the Rover, ova
I buss a fuckin bottle wit' my 'cause'
Toast each other and