Luyện nghe bài hát Drivin 'em

[Mannie
Drivin in a Benz, in the
Coming in this motherfucker, turning motherfuckin
back in the superstretch
Just how many fly bitches I can catch
motherfucker and you gonna know
Seeing some ladies out the window
Let the interior look
18 whippers look like so much pain
mac like Moley the one and only
I'm a fuck like look pretty like Tony
See a hoe, bitch,
You gotta stop on the corner you see a state cop
For the niggas in the night they call drag, I'ma fool and be
With an automatic clack
I wanna fuck and how to fuck you
Mama dress and you all be better
In the middle of the it's on
It's hot Frank and meet you at the spot
Cash Money rules thing around
If you represent U.P.T. downtown

Bitch I knew they call me Baby
Hoes drive me
Money is a must, coats
Plus I never duck when niggas bust in
I mini Benz, expeditions and cars
I so pretty, and I'd fuck these hoes
On the with a mouth full of gold
Bitches know, let cha know on tape enough shit
lamborgini niggas know shit
And I love these hoes that dick
Big for life enough g's on my rolex
acorn the magazine
And she was homie giving brains behind it homie
It's was nice with the ice, they me Baby
These bitches my game is tight

Who can file for of the squash
Blast the door and get your ass tossed
Every nigga on the map on lose every nigga in them hallways
Nuthin but truth is behind the peace is the best decision
you don't want them to hit cha bitcha
Me in the coop, in the hall
Ya'll on the crawl so I gots to
I'm in the
I was at booker t party of the year 1993
My satisfaction is, I've never been a
See my advirsaries were and I hide em
When I'm in the club niggas will let you know
On the door looking for sure
And if you to start something
With my kliq it's 'cause chop off all your dicks
baby the Big Tymers know where I live
The third door from the hum
Your dumb if want some rowdy boy we'll
You see us in the tinted old car
Won'tcha ass be all fallin
But you got luck thats why you got
Time is out for you fools
Chickens I was at girls house with the lights out
And your fuckin leather
Get a seperate shit better,
Win, lose, or draw, losing my clip
'cause uptown for life is the motherfuckin

Wayne]
I'm the little one with the skrilla off the rilla
'cause killas get on the start of pilas
Nigga it's me Hot Boy
Head to the right, I'll be right next store
Nigga you know me the true store
I die 'cause the bullets, are old
fall to the floor, ain't a slug to touch
Too bad nigga say what
Your sagin and your head busts like a skittle
I'm on so they tried to chill it
Tell em dogg, ain't nothin shake
Creep like a slave and all the bait
Like a tape, I still rock the 10
110 bullets twirl a whirlwind
I tie up your boy and your girlfriend
Come off the sex with the choppers twirlin in the
Better watch children, are they all in?
I shoot twice, crawling and I get disgusting
The beef get ugly, start busting uhhh, up in
please come see us in the speeder
I out with gun in the freezer
your boys won't go
They must of heard of Big Tymers, act you know
Huh huh wha wha