Luyện nghe bài hát Elvis Presley Blvd (Remix)

Hood
Nigga that quinine
I'm making more with the baking soda, hate on me
You where I'm at though

I'm riding Elvis Presley Blvd
I'm down Elvis Presley Blvd
Got the dog food, the soft and the hard
You can tell them they can go and get the dogs

I'm riding down Elvis Presley
Riding down Elvis Presley
Got the boy, got the and I got the heart
Tell them pussy they can bring the dogs

I got Priscilla, I got
I got vanilla, boy, I got
I that nigga, I been that nigga
I bend corner, I'm stacking scrilla

I'm riding Elvis Presley Blvd
I'm riding Elvis Presley Blvd
Got the dog food, the nigga and the hard
You can tell them crackers they can go and get the

My face familiar, my face
Half a milli for the whip, this bitch'll hurt feelings
I could fly Priscilla, her in the mail
She got Meek cellphone in the county jail
I'm at the car wash off on Presley Blvd
That nina hit your van, your ass holla "good God"
You feel that itch, you that itch
That heroin moving fast, boy, I'm getting

I'm down Elvis Presley Blvd
I'm riding Elvis Presley Blvd
Got the dog food, the soft and the hard
You can them crackers they can go and get the dogs

Run up in the trap, I the panic button
Lil' 'Toine snorting coke, he ain't of nothing
Bumping Fly until a player die
Charged 'em for the nine gram, but I gave em
My soda fine, I'm baking over dimes
I got them brown bags, I bet know it's mine
I'm riding down Presley Blvd
Can I park an in a nigga yard?

I'm riding down Presley Blvd
Riding down Elvis Blvd
Got the boy, got the and I got the heart
Tell pussy crackers they can bring the dogs

Crushing them sleepin' pills up, I'm on the dawg
Breakin' down a a thing, mane, get these puppies off
Hard pays off, get more if you selling soft
Catch you slipping out though, my dog, we knock your melon off
cannot stunt, shoot them rifles long like African
Got them young boys shooting up like Africans
Me gold in me mouth, 'round my like leprechaun
Lamborghini or Ferrari, watch these bitches
Stacking funds off the drugs, me go to rob the plug
Nigga mouth was full of slugs, left these bodies full of
Met me on the south side of the city with a whole
Iced 'em with the heater, took his shit, a cold game
His niggas I done it, now it's rumors they want my head
Got my Russian bitch with me right in the bed
My niggas killing about this shit, for about this shit
Fuck around and get a years, dawg, about this shit

I'm riding down Elvis Blvd
I'm riding down Elvis Presley
Got the dog food, the soft and the hard
You can them crackers they can go and get the dogs

I'm riding down Elvis Blvd
down Elvis Presley Blvd
Got the boy, got the and I got the heart
Tell them pussy crackers they can bring the