Luyện nghe bài hát Fat Albert (Remix)

I got in the roof of my car, girl
where you are, girl
Jet Life a stoner's world
Lowride like my OG's, who wore them Jheri
85's
Now my Daytons spin time I roll around
my shit a lil bit 'cause I worked hard
Two laps in the parking lot my shit off
Bad bitches tell them haters stay off my dick
Set bubble a coffee pot
Them niggas talking so but what are they talking 'bout
Coupe interior brown leather the stiching, blue berry
They I'm finna come up with something
Rap a lil bit like pack running
stacks from it
Racks where we put the hunting guns at
on a Phantom
White on a
Suede Adidas
Stepping on your throat, never go
a pound and they told you "go outside to smoke"

It's Lil Tunechi New Orleans, Lord
With the and the car with the two R's, Lord
Lived next door to that went to Beauregard
She my virginity and I love her for it
turn into frenemies and they've come and gone
Cut the check or we gon' cut your fucking cord
these bitches jump for joy, make 'em fuck my boys
If they ain't a freakazoid they just annoying
for the smokers and the real ones
Pussies get the dildo, I get the deal
Back like I something, Weezy F something
Bad bitch 'bout to all my stress for me
Bad bitch stop and poppin' like Curry
Rich nigga laughin' at his like Bill Murray
Hot on the nose of the hand gun
dodging handcuffs like a Ram truck
Out here handsome, fucking dancers
Tryna see my mansions, get
Tryna see my homeboys in they own
got my eyes looking like Chong Yoing
Don't know no
Dick got the bitch like Uncle Fester
And your homie aloud 'bout what he gon' do
You your homie ain't your homie 'til he bleed on you
You know you never know you love her she cheat on you
You you never know your brother 'til he dethrone you
You know Lil been a soldier since T-R-U
Fuck a heated arguing, we let the heat
P-I-R-U brazy like
wavy like the sea
And Lil-T just me to knock the nigga's brain out
I got a I bet I can shoot a plane down
ass niggas looking for a way out
I tape kilos to her, put her on a Greyhound
Coming from cloud 9 like a raindrop
I'm 'bout to buy a of the size of a ring pop
I got bitches in bikinis like Baywatch
And we in Carrollton in a Chinese kitchen gettin' out
Tune

Ya dig, Carrollton nigga
Spitta, with me
Carrollton I'm gone