Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta Grillz

B]
All the candy paint
All about the '4's
All about the sound
All the...

up on H-Town [x3]
Tell me what ya'll know this H-Town chick

All bout the candy
All about the baby
All the sound baby
All the...

Make the beat chop chop ..(H-Town)

I them gangsta grillz
Ridin through like you see those big wheels?'
Pop the trunk and let me feel, I got
Now whatchu know about a ballaa, shot
Now wontchu tell me wat it do- Where you
Im from Houston, it screwed up
Aint whatchu used to, on 44's
On the note we graded up, south-ayed it up

I see you with the paint
Do you got them mayn?
Its all about the weight
Let me hear ya holla ya
Houston, you wat it do
Let me hear ya holla
just too much for you
Let me ya holla

B]
All bout the candy
All about the '4's
All about the baby
All the...

up on H-Town [x3]
Let me hear you screw it, its Houston,

All bout the paint
All the '4's baby
All the sound baby
All the...

Make the chop chop [x3] (H-Town)

I got a thang for them with grills
Top to bottom like he's spendin big
So watcha into, tell me homie whats the
Cause I wanna be baby, drivin you crazy
we act a fool where Im from
Houston, Texas it screwed up
And you can bet, a is what Im used to
Cause its what Im all about, you to holla out

I see you with the paint
Do you got them mayn?
Its all about the heavy
Let me hear ya ya mayn
Houston, you wat it do
Let me ya holla mayn
just too much for you
Let me ya holla

B]
All bout the candy
All about the baby
All the sound baby
All the...

Blowin up on H-Town
Let me hear you it, its Houston, H-Town

All the candy paint
All about the '4's
All about the sound
All the...

the beat chop chop [x3] (H-Town)

[Killa
Thats right, know who is it
Run it.
4 tires, 4's spinnin a ceilin fan
Seats reclinin, smokin pine with the wheel in my
Diamonds shinin, gangsta grill look a hundred grand
Now thats a Texas thang mayn, you wouldnt
We got that country grammer like the St.Lunatics
In Texas (we screwed up!) how we be doin it! (Thats right)
Cause round here, it aint all about the
Cause boy sittin fat tacs taller than the alamo?

I see you with the candy
Do you got them mayn?
Its all about the heavy
Let me hear ya ya mayn
Houston, you wat it do
Let me holla
just too much for you
Let me ya holla

B]
All bout the candy
All the '4's baby
All about the baby
All the...

up on H-Town [x3]
Let me you screw it, its Houston, H-Town

All the candy paint
All about the '4's
All the sound baby
All the...

Make the beat chop [x3] (H-Town)