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

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

I'm going down down your street in a Range Rover
Street sweeper baby, cocked to let it go
Shimmy shimmy what
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 Cocoa
Sipping bub, getting perved and dubbed
Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder
And it's all because enough scratch
Just to navigate it, wood decorated on
And candy painted
fainted while I'm entertaining
Wild, it
How me and money end up
I hang Hannibal Lector, hot shit
So feel me I bring it
it loud
I'm from the Lou and I'm
Run a mile for the
I'm righteous the law
Player my raw
I'm Born to like Todd Shaw
Forget the and the glamour
Give me D's a rubber hammer
My grammar be's
Gin, and chronic
Bionic, it's ironic
Slamming niggas like
til the day I die
I run more game the Bulls and Sonics

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

I'm down 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 a puff, pass it to me now

Who say pretty boys can't be wild
Loud niggas, O.K. niggas
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 watch me clown,
Pound niggas, what you be giving when I'm around
Frown niggas, talking shit when I the town, nigga
Say now, can you come out to play now
Hey I'm, to cut you up any day now
Play by, my rules Boo and you gon' high
May I answer your Third 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 to Hotlanta
Louisiana, all my with Country Grammar
Smoking blunts in
Blow thirty like I'm Hammer

I'm going 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 take a puff, it to me now

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

Let's these cats to make these millions
So you niggas acting silly, mon
Kid than 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, U-City back 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 having brokers: my Range 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 lend my now
We in now, candy Benz, 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 street in a Rover
Street sweeper baby, ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy what
Listen to it
it up and take 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 shimmy cocoa
Listen to it
Light it up and take a puff, it to me now