Luyện nghe bài hát Elvis Presley Blvd (Remix)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

them sleepin' pills up, I'm steppin' on the dawg
Breakin' down a half a thing, mane, get these off
work pays off, get more if you selling soft
Catch you slipping out here though, my dog, we knock melon off
cannot stunt, shoot them rifles long like African
Got them boys shooting shit up like Africans
Me in me mouth, 'round my neck 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 full of slugs
Met me on the south side of the city with a thing
Iced 'em with the heater, took his shit, a cold game
His know I done it, now it's rumors they want my head
Got my Russian bitch sleeping me right in the bed
My niggas killing about this shit, for about this shit
Fuck around and get a hundred years, dawg, this shit

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

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