Luyện nghe bài hát H.I. Double L.

(E-40)
Hey ah, way should I steer ah
The beat keeps knockin down my rear view
Pervin like a mothafucka
I don't scrub in my '95 Suburban
To go throughout the community squattin on gold tippy
Peep, breathin on Indian cigarette-Ganish Bidi posin tweak
Quick fast and a don't worry 40 vision blurry
Shorty hit the freeways climbin like that Joe Torre
(Celly Cel)
do you know it's siggity Cel
That funky niggero funky nigga doe
in doors you beta grab ya hoe
I see ya in the late night
creepin wit my B-Legit and 40 water, ah shit
(40)
We're there-we're everywhere
Highly intox-icated but we care
(B-Legit)
I'm from the H.I.L.L. the where my niggas bell
A muthafuckin 12 will send your ass straight to hell
(40)
A tick a tock, the shit da
They say them crazy muthafuckas pull out a
(B)
I watch them run
I do shit for fun
You niggas you can't get none
(40)

I'm the V.A.L.L.E.J.O
H.I.L.L doe
Spittin straight is all a nigga know and ahh
and they be like... (there they go,off to the store)
(B)
I tell a bitch what the fuck you where I've been
And so what I smells pussy and gin
I had money to
Bitches to and if the shit was out of line I had lives to take
I told you from the gate I'm a mobster
Sippin DP eatin
Don't get it confused you get abused
As as you makin' me them revenues
(Cel)
That miggity mack, that diggity dang and that nut
Jump in the back of my cut with a slut and hit the gut
Ain't got no for 'em all I love to do is dick 'em
'em to the extra mannish nigga 40 water
(40)
If I was popeye a ?
You could kiss my big royal
I'm not funkin' over
Last night I had a in my room
She sucked me till my dick shriveled up like a
(Cel)
Well the Hussy to the left hand side
So I can bend her hit it from the back and let her ride
You know Sick Wid It
Hog put the shake down
Shot her to the left nigga hit me the break down

(40)
Beefeater, Tanqueray, Safire,
? the punch bowl of hurricane
That'll a nigga dang near all day
Smokin' HERB we gets perved cop a
Let's out at the old Cola spot
(B)
Nigga I'm a Louie damn near Q
So can I get a on my pager here
You been me up
I you know the code
31 07 dash 9 eleven
(40)
High
Ya blankin off the
'cause I'm a ock starate goin dove
Nigga let me use fuckin car
All the way to sunday,monday,tuesday,wednesday,thursday,friday,saturday
up money tore up ass botch you call the po po on me
Told 'em I was doin about a buck 50 in Salonto County
Sheriffs pull my ass over, and me caught me with a gun
And a bunch of Alezah bottles and they was me where I'm from
And I bitch