Luyện nghe bài hát H.I. Double L.

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

I'm the V.A.L.L.E.J.O
H.I.L.L doe
Spittin straight game is all a know and ahh
and they be like... (there go,off to the liquor store)
(B)
I tell a what the fuck you mean where I've been
And so what I smells pussy and gin
I had money to
Bitches to break and if the shit was out of I had lives to take
I you from the gate that I'm a mobster
DP eatin lobster
Don't get it you won't get abused
As long as you me them revenues
(Cel)
miggity mack, that diggity dang and that niggity nut
Jump in the back of my cut a tramp slut and hit the gut
got no love for 'em all I love to do is dick 'em
Pass 'em to the extra mannish nigga 40
(40)
If I was with a ?
You kiss my big black royal
I'm not funkin' over
Last night I had a superbad in my
She sucked me till my dick shriveled up a prun
(Cel)
Well pass the Hussy to the left hand
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 hit me with the break down

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