Luyện nghe bài hát H.I. Double L.

(E-40)
Hey ah, way should I steer ah
The beat keeps knockin down my view mirror
Pervin a mothafucka swervin
Hope I scrub in my '95 Suburban
To go the community squattin on gold tippy toes
Peep, on Indian cigarette-Ganish Bidi posin niggas tweak
Quick fast and a hurry don't 40 vision blurry
Shorty hit the freeways climbin that nigga Joe Torre
(Celly Cel)
What do you know it's Cel
That niggero that funky nigga doe
Kickin in doors you beta ya hoe
I see ya cruisin in the night
creepin wit my B-Legit and 40 water, ah shit
(40)
We're there-we're everywhere
Highly but we don't care
(B-Legit)
I'm the H.I.L.L. the place where my niggas bell
A mack muthafuckin 12 will your ass straight to hell
(40)
A tick a tock, the da spot
They say them crazy muthafuckas pull out a
(B)
I them muthafuckas 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
straight game is all a nigga know and ahh
and they be like... (there go,off to the liquor store)
(B)
I tell a bitch what the you mean where I've been
And so what I smells pussy and gin
I had to make
to break 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 long as you makin' me revenues
(Cel)
That miggity mack, that dang and that niggity nut
Jump in the back of my cut with a tramp and hit the gut
Ain't got no 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' Oliveoil
night I had a superbad in my room
She sucked me till my dick shriveled up a prun
(Cel)
pass the Hussy to the left hand side
So I can bend her over hit it from the back and let her
You it's Sick Wid It
Hog put the shake down
her to the left nigga hit me with the break down

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