Luyện nghe bài hát H.I. Double L.

(E-40)
Hey ah, way should I steer ah
The beat keeps knockin down my rear mirror
like a mothafucka swervin
Hope I don't scrub in my '95
To go throughout the community squattin on tippy toes
Peep, breathin on Indian cigarette-Ganish posin niggas tweak
Quick fast and a hurry don't worry 40 vision
Shorty hit the freeways climbin like that Joe Torre
(Celly Cel)
What do you know it's Cel
That niggero that funky nigga doe
Kickin in you beta grab ya hoe
I see ya in the late night
wit my nigga B-Legit and 40 water, ah shit
(40)
We're here-we're there-we're
Highly but we don't care
(B-Legit)
I'm the H.I.L.L. the place 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 pull out a chop
(B)
I watch them run
I do this for fun
You niggas know you can't get
(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 bitch what the fuck you mean where been
And so what I smells pussy and gin
I had money to
Bitches to break and if the was out of line I had lives to take
I told you from the that I'm a mobster
DP eatin lobster
Don't get it confused you get abused
As long as you makin' me revenues
(Cel)
That miggity mack, that diggity and that niggity nut
in the back of my cut with a tramp slut and hit the gut
Ain't got no for 'em all I love to do is dick 'em
Pass 'em to the extra mannish 40 water
(40)
If I was popeye a ?
You kiss my big black royal
I'm not funkin' Oliveoil
Last night I had a superbad in my
She sucked me till my dick up like a prun
(Cel)
Well pass the to the left hand side
So I can bend her over hit it from the and let her ride
You it's Sick Wid It
Hog put the shake down
Shot her to the left nigga hit me with the break

(40)
Beefeater, Tanqueray, Safire,
? the bowl full of hurricane
last a nigga dang near all day
Smokin' HERB we perved cop a squat
Let's hang out at the old Cola
(B)
Nigga I'm a Louie smokes damn Q
So can I get a Twomp on my pager
You blowin' me up
I you know the code
31 double 07 dash 9
(40)
steppin'
Ya off the blanks
'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 askin me where I'm
And I bitch