Luyện nghe bài hát Fast Cars

True mizza-Mast' on the
Bob back for a snack
Kinetic 9 in the
Raekwon got the

We be fast cars
Weed all in the jar
all on my crash bar
Glocks all in my box
We be ridin' fast
all in the glass jar
Chrome all on my bar
Glocks all in my box

Gats burst off, take their shirts off
Five drop off, before I got the verse off
Pop go the glock, wipe the smirf off
Your face, my bitch up in a lime green and turquoise
SL5, five AMG, while you shoppin' for a deal it's A&P
On the paper chase, blood, my thoughts circulate
No caffeine, but the gun will perculate
Rikki Tikki Tavi, ya'll Duck Daffy
Get fucked like Daphne, stuck like the
Drivin' through the at night to the weedspot
I got two hands but I'm known to carry glocks
bebebe, why, niggaz see I, only rock the Wu-Wear jeans, not the
to break days smokin' coke and digi
'Til I bulked up to the Incredible like Bill Bixby
Face green, knuckles burst out like
Should I rip this bitch or go pull a sting?
Fatal guillotine carrier, boy, ya'll niggaz me
niggaz in sheets, fold 'em like the roll singing
Sick silky six syllable
Slap simple sadiddies sleazy Samantha
She up my horn, bitch ain't try'n to answer
Bobby Digital, Zodiac Cancer

We be ridin' fast
all in the glass jar
Chrome all on my bar
Glocks all in my box
We be fast cars
Weed all in the jar
all on my crash bar
Glocks all in my box

Yo
Yo this is P. Tone, 5 minutes from the Park Hills, Staten
I do bad, when the Mack good to stay balanced
You shoot me? I shoot you, bet's to finish me
if not, if I get the chance, I'm do you
Your all off the hood, the clips go buckin' me good
The shells get in the wood, Starks is a veteren (uh-huh)
Clarks, jewelry, bitches, jeans, is his medicine
why'all can't build me, your Ecederin
Look, I take my time in the bushes, right
up people no mind like I'm crooked, right
Shoot a on down, do him somethin' right
He on the floor, his grams, "yo I seen the light"
The red car it just pulled off Un Hall was drivin' the joint
Faster than ya had ya the fifth smokin' lookin'
I ain't know what to do so I told the
I'm not a sucker look, why'all mothafuckin' made

We be ridin' fast
all in the glass jar
Chrome all on my bar
all in my stash box
We be fast cars
all in the glass jar
Chrome all on my bar
all in my stash box