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 down your street in a Range Rover
Street baby, cocked ready to let it go
shimmy cocoa what
Listen to it
Light it up and take a puff, it to me now

You can find me in St. Louis rolling on
Smoking on dubs in clubs, up like Cocoa Puffs
Sipping bub, getting perved and getting
Daps and hugs, mugs and shoulder shrugs
And all because accumulated enough scratch
Just to it, wood decorated on chrome
And candy painted
Fans fainted while I'm
Wild, it
How me and end up hanging
I hang Hannibal Lector, hot shit
So feel me when I it
it loud
I'm from the Lou and I'm
Run a for the cause
I'm righteous the law
Player my raw
I'm to Mack like Todd Shaw
the fame and the glamour
Give me D's a rubber hammer
My grammar be's
Gin, and chronic
Fuck Bionic, it's
Slamming niggas like
til the day I die
I run more than the Bulls and Sonics

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

Who say pretty boys can't be niggas
Loud niggas, O.K. Corral
Foul niggas, running the club and the crowd nigga
How nigga, ask me again and it's down nigga
Now nigga, come to the circus and me clown, nigga
Pound niggas, what you be giving when I'm around
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
St. Louis to Memphis
From back up to Indiana, Chi-Town
K.C., to Alabama
L.A., New York niggas to Hotlanta
Louisiana, all my niggas with Country
Smoking blunts in
Blow thirty mill I'm Hammer

I'm down down baby your street 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 down baby your 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

show these cats to make these millions
So you niggas quit 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 than 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 beat twice, nigga
Ice niggas, all over to never sober
From broke to having brokers: my Range is Rover
Now I'm knocking 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, candy Benz, and 10"s now
I win now
Fucking twins now
Seeing now, through the pen I make my now

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