Luyện nghe bài hát Elvis Presley Blvd (Remix)

Hood
Nigga need quinine
I'm making with the baking soda, don't hate on me
You know where I'm at

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

I'm riding down Presley Blvd
Riding down Presley Blvd
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 been that nigga, I been that
I bend corner, I'm stacking scrilla

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

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

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

Run up in the trap, I push the button
'Toine snorting coke, he ain't scared of nothing
Bumping Playa Fly until a die
Charged 'em for the gram, but I gave em five
My baking soda fine, I'm baking over
I got them brown bags, I bet they it's mine
I'm riding down Elvis Presley
Can I park an airplane in a yard?

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

Crushing them sleepin' pills up, I'm steppin' on the
Breakin' a half a thing, mane, get these puppies off
Hard work pays off, get more if you selling
Catch you slipping out though, my dog, we knock your melon off
They cannot stunt, shoot them rifles long African
Got them young shooting shit 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 quick to rob the
Nigga was full of slugs, left these bodies full of slugs
Met me on the side of the city with a whole thing
Iced 'em the heater, took his shit, it's a cold game
His niggas know I it, now it's rumors they want my head
Got my Russian bitch sleeping me right in the bed
My niggas killing this shit, for realling about this shit
Fuck around and get a hundred years, dawg, about this

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