Luyện nghe bài hát Drivin 'em

[Mannie
in a Benz, in the nest
Coming in motherfucker, turning motherfuckin necks
Going in the superstretch
checkin how many fly bitches I can catch
Ride and you gonna know
some ladies hanging out the window
Let the interior reign
18 inches whippers like so much pain
mac like Moley the one and only
I'm a like daddy look pretty like Tony
See a hoe, bitch,
You gotta stop on the when you see a state cop
For the niggas in the night they call drag, I'ma fool and be
With an click clack
I wanna fuck and how to fuck you
Mama gonna and you all be better
In the middle of the night on
hot call Frank and meet you at the spot
Cash Money every thing around
If you U.P.T. your downtown

Bitch I thought knew they me Baby
Hoes me crazy
Money is a must, coats
Plus I duck when niggas bust in cars
I mini Benz, and other cars
I so pretty, and I'd fuck these hoes
On the grill with a mouth of gold
Bitches know, I'll let cha on tape enough shit
lamborgini niggas know shit
And I love these hoes suck dick
Big Tymers for life enough g's on my
From the magazine
And she was homie giving brains behind it homie
was nice with the ice, they call me Baby
These bitches know my is tight

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

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