Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta Grillz

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

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

All the candy paint
All about the baby
All the sound baby
All the...

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

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

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

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

Blowin up on [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 big scrill
So watcha into, tell me homie whats the
Cause I wanna be baby, drivin you crazy
Cause we act a fool where Im
Houston, keepin it screwed up
And you can bet, a thug is Im used to
Cause its what Im all about, want you to out

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

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

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

All the candy paint
All about the baby
All about the sound
All the...

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

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

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

B]
All bout the paint
All the '4's baby
All about the sound
All the...

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

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

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