Luyện nghe bài hát Crayola

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White challenger, white rims, hat.
Black challenger, rims, black gat.
Blue challenger, blue rims, weed.
Orange challenger, dukes of hazard up in me.
Lexus coupe, top so you can see.
Painted red, bowlegged like candy red.
On I be stuntin, I hop up in my bentley.
Thank the man up above for blessins he sent me.
Green charger, drop top, call it splinter.
Glocks cocked, wildin' out out the window.
On I be chillin' but be swerv-IN.
Smokin' in my 0-8 suburb-AN.
Too many cars, ain't no in my yard.
I go low key and I can up in my bitch jaguar.(I'm BAllIN!)
Feds follow me round, nosy tryn'a see.
But every car got tent, how you gon' know me?

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Crayola, crayola.
I ride different colors day.
I ain't playin deez niggas, stuntin like baby.
Niggas in the hollin' Boosie gon crazy.

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I got the lime green top.
Can't ride it if it's too cold, can't ride it if too hot.
thang'll make you pop.
Flat in our trunk we got our own movies.
So you ain't go to the theater, just call Boosie.
Yellow yellow on my shit.
Match with my watch, girls on my dick.
People don't understand how I like this.
People is that a cable cord round your wrist?
You know we on the week-END.
A line of cars, bad tryna jump IN.
Same as my whip, I'm real fly.
Yellow, yellow, green, green, my self high.
When it be rainin' man I in my old school.
When it's a game it's a train when we roll thru.
Ya feel me
Big stacks on deck, get out the big way.
I'm like, what I'm gon drive
crayola.

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