Luyện nghe bài hát Front, Back, Side To Side

Hey homeboy cruising down the avenue in the Regal
We thought we all bad with McLeans and a lowered car
But nowadays if you don't got hundred
Homey don't bring you car out
And if you ain't up, forget about it
Let me tell you about me ese

My carrucha got four and four square dumps
Hydraulics, custom paint, rims and bump
I need in my low-low
I go hook it up with vatos who can hook it up
it up from the bottom up, homeboy tear it up
When I'm done them up, go back out and use some up
Front, back, to side, corner and pancake
People trip out when see my carro shake like a Southern California earthquake
I take, many chances on carrucha that dances
a ruca, ass up, titties down
So many Chevys you would we're in the 60's
Now I'm through, grab a from my dispenser
Grab another 45 for me and the record
My neck from hitting all day
You you pay but that's ok, I'll hit my switches till the day I pass away

Front, back, to side, corner and pancake
People trip out they see my carro shake shake
Front, back, side to side, corner and
Hop that motherfucker the AR's brake
Front, back, to side, corner and pancake
People trip out they see my carro shake shake
Front, back, side to side, corner and
Shaking like a California earthquake

I hit my switches up, I hit my down
I put the top up, I put the top back
No matter where I go they say my tire's the
And next time tell me something I know, I like to roll low
I'm a lowrider rolling on wires
Gotta be thirteen inch Daytons wrapped with small tires
You say that you wheel, I bet you I three wheel higher
Got a chrome extinguisher just in case I fire
And if I do I'll get myself a '62 or have some fun in a rag-top '61 and done
Q-Vo, Q-Vo, I got the itches to hit the switches
People tripping, how I lit this, street up with
Listen to my perros bark, slam it to the ground everytime I
But when I leave I raise it up
Hit the down, hit them up again, down, then I get them up again

Hey homey that's a pretty bad ass convertible you got ese, '63?

Hey that's a pretty bad ass Cadillac Fleetwood you got there homeboy, '93?

I start my car up and gas her everytime I dance it I something
worry, it's nothing that we can't fix
'cause I don't stop until the pumps bust or I get a head
Or until hynas get in the mix
I hit my switches, the jura gives me
Hynas blow me kisses, throwing me their
Looking all exuisent when I get
Because I got a lowride that looks like it rides
Don't be suprised I'm hopping next to your ride
See saw, front, back, side to
Three wheel around the as I get ghost
Check the behind the spokes, homeboy you can't get close
All you see is six tail-lights as I leave the
Carrucha looking clean, and my ruca's looking
Time to head home, another to ascend
Come back next weekend and do the shit again