Luyện nghe bài hát Country Grammar

I'm going down baby your street in a Range Rover
sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go
Shimmy cocoa what
Listen to it
Light it up and take a puff, it to me now

I'm going down down baby street in a Range Rover
Street sweeper baby, ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa
to it pound
Light it up and a puff, pass it to me now

You can me in St. Louis rolling on dubs
Smoking on dubs in clubs, blowing up like Puffs
bub, getting perved and getting dubbed
Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder
And it's all because accumulated scratch
to navigate it, wood decorated on chrome
And it's painted
Fans while I'm entertaining
Wild, it
How me and money end up
I with Hannibal Lector, hot shit
So me when I bring it
it loud
I'm the Lou and I'm proud
Run a for the cause
I'm above the law
my style's raw
I'm Born to like Todd Shaw
Forget the and the glamour
Give me D's with a hammer
My grammar be's
Gin, and chronic
Fuck Bionic, ironic
Slamming niggas like
til the day I die
I run game than the Bulls and Sonics

I'm going down down baby street in a Range Rover
Street baby, cocked ready to let it go
shimmy cocoa what
Listen to it
Light it up and a puff, pass it to me now

I'm going down down baby your street in a Range
Street sweeper baby, ready to let it go
Shimmy cocoa what
to it pound
Light it up and a puff, pass it to me now

Who say pretty can't be wild niggas
Loud niggas, O.K. Corral
Foul niggas, running the club and busting the nigga
How nigga, ask me again and it's going down
Now nigga, come to the circus and me clown, nigga
Pound niggas, you be giving when I'm around nigga
Frown niggas, talking shit when I leave the town,
Say now, can you hoes out to play now
Hey I'm, to cut you up any day now
Play by, my Boo and you gon' stay high
May I answer your Question like A.I
Say hi, to my niggas in the slamma
From St. Louis to
Texas back up to Indiana, Chi-Town
K.C., Motown to
L.A., New York Yankee niggas to
Louisiana, all my niggas with Grammar
blunts in Savannah
Blow mill like I'm Hammer

I'm going down down baby your in a Range Rover
Street sweeper baby, cocked to let it go
Shimmy cocoa what
Listen to it
it up and take a puff, pass it to me now

I'm going down down baby street in a Range Rover
Street sweeper baby, cocked to let it go
Shimmy shimmy what
to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, it to me now

Let's these cats to make these millions
So you niggas quit silly, mon
Kid quicker Billy, mon
Talking and I need it mon
Flows, I kick 'em mon, especially off Remi, mon
to my Beemer, mon
Holla at Man
See me, mon, cheifin', rollin deeper any mon
Through Jennings mon, through back up to Kingsland
With niggas, shiest niggas who snatch yo' life, niggas
Trife niggas who produce and sell the same twice, nigga
Ice niggas, all over close to never
From broke to having brokers: my price is Rover
Now I'm like Jehovah; let me in now, let me in now
Bill Gates, Trump, let me in now
Spin now, I got money to my friends now
We in now, Benz, Kenwood and 10"s now
I win now
Fucking twins now
now, through the pen I make my ends now

I'm going down down baby your in a Range Rover
Street baby, cocked ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy what
to it pound
Light it up and a puff, pass it to me now

I'm going down down baby your street in a Rover
sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go
Shimmy cocoa what
Listen to it
it up and take a puff, pass it to me now