Luyện nghe bài hát French Connection

[mr.
Pullin' up at tha club in a 67
Wit tha champagne color, drop top, blowin on a
We were rollin like macs, peepin all foes
I got to valet, my baby, cause she sittin on all golds
Now lucci call those, wit fitness
So we can handle our business, and let em know, jus how we it
It's to let em know tha real crooks are on tha scene
Unkindly to these unless tha finally got some cheese
Now bring on tha weed, let's float on cloud
I said a few lines, she grab my hand, I she heard me
I sat at tha bar afta rollin' up tha
Then they mixed that moyea wit that damn kovasea
French connection and hay, we were blowin fool
I cant keep drinkin like this, I gotta hop up in tha old
it so cool, and still smokin
Locin up wit tight, bright stallion, I had spoken

Chorus

Baby, come and get
Mr. pookie, mr. wit tha big guns
Playaz havin bug fun, now tell me do you some
I'm at tha bar out on french connection
Bout it, it, baby!!!!!

[mr.
Now again, this playa stepped in, wit tha first class dressin
lessons on impression, toward tha vip section
Me and pookie wreckin, headshots of french connections
Green depressions, got me in a of balla flexin
Crooked down dallas, texas, stackin g's while I'm
Stoneycrook niggaz, runnin everythang, don't test them
Hopped up and I'm up on tha dance floor, showin mo luv
Yella bone eyes locked up, when I'm propped up wit my
It's so much, green cover for tha primeco phone
See tha don and tha golds, bruh
Crooked pest wit her shoulda
And I told her, meet me at tha bar 3
Go gather up some of yo freaks, while I pookie
Ja'causezi's and dubbie's, wit new ki's, wha gon be
trees and don p, droppin tops through dallas deep
Coolin out wit my g's, niggaz you can't tame
Hoes strikin down p's, hurricane wit a kango

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[mr.
Chillin at tha bar, gettin tipsy off tha
French connection got me feelin like a nigga wanna
Now I'm up tha cake wit my eyes on tha crowd
Pookie and lucci, like we floatin on a cloud
Feelin' me now? see, I'm tha of all chiffers
Figure it out, now it slow and catch a breather
Ya trippin' me out, now throw that booty like it's
Show tha butt, hold it up, bounce it for tha
Yes, I see you in tha back of tha club, takin
I'm finna blow hoe, look round, wassup wit tha
I want some mo 'fo, I cant get wrapped up in my own
wit long pearls, sexy now it's on gurl
You wit yo friends and I'm wit a 2
Jus onto tha number, we'll see you in a day or 2
Pissy, tipsy wit my steady jiggin for fun
Now tell tha to come and get some

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