Luyện nghe bài hát Drive Slow

Drive homie, drive slow homie
You never know homie, might meet some homie
You need to your brakes and drive slow homie

My Marley used to stay, 79th and May
One of my best friends from in the day
Down the street from Calumet, a school full of
He nicknamed me K-Rock so they'd leave me
Bulls with his hat broke way off
And walked around the with his radio face off
Plus he had the spinner from his in his hand
Keys in his hand, again to let you know he's the man
Back we rocked Ellesses, he had dreams of Caprices
Drove by the teachers, more by polices
How'd he get the cash? The day his father away
Left him with a somethin, 16 he was stuntin
Al B. Sure nigga the hair all wavy
Hit Lake Shore, go all crazy
Hit the freeway, go at least eighty
Boned so that summer, even had him a baby
See then-then if you had a car
You was the Chi-Town version of
And I was a virgin, a baby
One of the reasons I up to him crazy
I used to love to play my tape when the system yanked
Felt like I was almost signed when the got cranked
We'll take a and just circle the mall
They had they and Auroras, we was hurtin 'em all
With the girls a lotta involved, but dawg
Fuck all that flirtin, I'm tryna get in drawers, so
Put me on with these homie
He told me don't rush to get grown, slow homie

Drive homie, drive slow homie
You never homie, might meet some hoes homie
You need to pump your brakes and slow homie

What it do? I'm up in the parkin lot, my trunk wavin
The candy gloss is immaculate, it's simply
Them pokin wide on that candy 'Lac
Trunk open, screens on, lit with fifth relaxed
I'm on a for dime pieces and sexy ladies
me to introduce you to my CL Mercedes
It's a star-studded event I valet park
up my mouth and sunlight illuminates the dark
You see them fo's crawlin', you see screens fallin
The disco in my mouth insinuates I'm ballin
I'm on the switch, sittin crooked in my slab
But I still catch boppers if I drove a cab
A young Houston all about the scrilla
Ridin somethin candy coated, crawlin a caterpillar
I'm tippin on them four's, I'm jammin on that
I'm lookin for them baby what it do, drive slow homie

Turn hazard lights on when you see them hoes (Drive slow homie)
If you ridin around the city with to go (Drive slow homie)
today cause tomorrow man, you never know

You never know homie, might some hoes homie
You need to pump brakes and drive slow homie

My car's the movie, my car's like the crib
I got more TV's in here than I live

And that make no sense, but baby I'm the shit
And everything I flip, you know it's serious
I got the custom grill, I got the Brabus
I got the baller baby it's evident
You see a flickin, and how you ain't convinced
That you should go on and it, "Just a Lil' Bit" (just a lil' bit)
I got my custom kicks, I got my chain
My is gleamin, through my angel wings
They see me, hoes actin like seen a king
With that mean lean, smokin on that finest green
My oak, I'm ridin on Vogues
My cylinder quiet, like
I sold O's, and I know
you see them hoes, lil' homie drive slow

Drive slow homie, slow homie
You never know homie, might meet some homie
You need to pump your and drive slow homie