Luyện nghe bài hát Country Grammar (e-40 Remix)

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
Light it up and a puff, pass it to me now

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

You can find me in St. Louis rolling on
on dubs in clubs, blowing up like Cocoa Puffs
Sipping bub, getting perved and getting
Daps and hugs, mean and shoulder shrugs
And it's all because enough scratch
Just to navigate it, wood on chrome
And it's candy
fainted while I'm entertaining
Wild, it
How me and end up hanging
I with Hannibal Lector, hot shit
So me when I bring it
Sing it
I'm from the Lou and I'm
Run a for the cause
I'm above the law
my style's raw
I'm Born to like Todd Shaw
Forget the fame and the
Give me D's with a hammer
My grammar ebonics
Gin, tonic and
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 your street in a Range
Street sweeper baby, cocked 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 shimmy cocoa
Listen to it
it up and take a puff, pass it to me now

Who say pretty boys can't be wild
Loud niggas, O.K. niggas
Foul niggas, running the and busting the crowd nigga
How nigga, ask me again and going down nigga
Now nigga, come to the circus and me clown, nigga
Pound niggas, what you be giving I'm around nigga
niggas, talking shit when I leave the town, nigga
Say now, can you hoes come out to now
Hey I'm, to cut you up any day now
by, my rules Boo and you gon' stay high
May I your Third Question like A.I
Say hi, to my left in the slamma
St. Louis to Memphis
From back up to Indiana, Chi-Town
K.C., Motown to
L.A., New York niggas to Hotlanta
Louisiana, all my niggas with Grammar
Smoking in Savannah
Blow thirty mill like I'm

I'm going down down baby your street in a 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

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

Let's show these cats to make these
So you quit acting silly, mon
Kid quicker Billy, mon
Talking really and I it mon
Flows, I 'em freely mon, especially off Remi, mon
to my Beemer, mon
Holla at Man
See me, mon, cheifin', rollin deeper any mon
Through Jennings mon, through U-City up to Kingsland
With niggas, shiest niggas who snatch yo' life, niggas
Trife niggas who produce and sell the same beat twice,
Ice niggas, all over close to never
From broke to brokers: my price Range is Rover
Now I'm like Jehovah; let me in now, let me in now
Gates, Donald 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
Seeing now, the pen I make my ends now

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