Luyện nghe bài hát Cutlass

My paint be drippin wet I'm clean as
And you can hear my beat for like 3 or 4
And when I hit the corner all the girls be jockin my Cutlass Cutlass (x2)
1st (E-40)
The reason my roofs bald convertible top
use use a old school if it aint a drop
I got a zap of rock and a 5th of
Teflon burner gloves get molly wooped
She likin on me She what she see
A big with style S.W.A.G.
Every since a had G.A.M.E.
Backwards ass bet not fuck with me
Electric dash electric electric everything
Highly carberated dual camillion bugger green
Fresh back the car wash
Fresh from a bathe
When the sun hits my paint it a different shade
I aint got time to be I got money on my agenda
I've been bread since I came out the placenta
in the summer time Rallies in the winter
Side wood light skin big tender

My be drippin wet I'm clean as Clorox
And you can hear my beat for like 3 or 4
And when I hit the corner all the girls gone be jockin my Cutlass (x2)
2nd (B-Legit)
I keep bands on deck
My on a jet
soft up on the block
In a duce cutty
I remember I copped back in '88
I sat em on straights
Filled the with fosgates
And since I'm weight
You know I wait
Brought that out the crate
I taught it how to skate
We turnin eights
Half and whole
We take em on a
We aint to take the case
Bitches know I'm fly got that tone
And when they see me they be askin I'm smokin on
I tell em cookies bitch you know I got that
And you can call me on the on my Iphone
You see me insides you know I keeps em
And when I leave the block everybody and watch
You never know you catch a sideshow
I lay that back And then I drive slow

My paint be drippin wet I'm as Clorox
And you can my beat for like 3 or 4 blocks
And when I hit the corner all the girls gone be jockin my Cutlass (x2)
3rd (Richie Rich)
Bitch aint my Bentley
my seven duce
Tv deg w sevens press big ole zeus
Matter fact I got a pair of for dummies that means 2
My shit is as fuck but when I brought it it was through
I it off the frame
Bitch not a game
Got motor new suspension brand new
Candy orange outside cocaine
hella chromey see my face and my chain
New on it
22s
And I would leave bitch at home if I was you homie
Cause swing it sideways
And slap to the
Off Patron and a zone the zap on my lap
Change my flow up Fasho but never the dough up
In the city where prices go but never go up
Niggas see the Cutlass and they know the Double
Flossin on that ass know you you in trouble

My be drippin wet I'm clean as Clorox
And you can hear my beat for like 3 or 4
And when I hit the corner all the girls gone be jockin my Cutlass (x2)