Luyện nghe bài hát Heavy Chevy

[Intro: T-Pain & Lil
up, bruh?
up?
So, y'know, I was thinkin',
Y'know, we doin' the "He Rap He Sang" album, I figured
you from N-O, right?
Mhm, mhm
Right, right, and I'm from

Right, so I got a couple to, like, teach you

That you need to know about
Since you came to now
I did
And you know what I'm
You pretty a certified Florida boy
Woo!
So is it cool if, like, I just you a couple things you need to know?
It's not much, all you gotta do is sit back, relax, take it in, you
No worries, no
Alright, go

Heavy Chevys, heavy, Chevys, man (Bitch)
Why are streets nothin' but heavy Chevys, man? (Bitch)
Heavy Chevys, heavy, Chevys, man
Yeah, I this, a'ight big bruh, fall it out
Big, big paper, we ain't fuckin' no petty change
Chevys, heavy, heavy Chevys, man
I see you, I think I got this one, I I got it
Why are these streets but heavy Chevys, man?
Y'know, I was talkin' 'bout, like, Daddy
And y'know, the real Ryders
Chevys (Alright), heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man
Let's see I got (T-Double)
Big, big paper, we ain't fuckin' with no change
(Tha Bizness)

[Verse 1:
So let's with the
'72 Chevelle, I know that
'Cause everybody try to buy bitch from me
But I will sell, hell
Mids and and 4-12s
24 inches, chopped seats, complete with the
got baby blue 'gator scales
Even on the bottom of the seat, you can see the 'gator
My shit hard as a turtle
I got a mothafuckin' motor that'll make them tires yell
When I was 11, dawg, I learned my Chevy, dawg
I the Pirellis off, convertible, take it off
Believe my leather stayin'
That's why I'm at the start line, 'bout to it off

Heavy Chevys, heavy, Chevys, man
A'ight, see? (I see) You gotta learn, big (I see, I see)
Why are these nothin' but heavy Chevys, man?
Heavy Chevys, heavy, Chevys, man
Now, I kinda want you to come back and tell me you learned from my lesson (Okay) Y'know what I'm sayin'?
Big, big paper, we ain't fuckin' with no petty
Mhm, I'ma hittin' the weed first
Chevys, heavy, heavy Chevys, man
Right, right (Can I hit that bitch one time, please?)
Why are these nothin' but heavy Chevys, man?
Oh, but of course, but of
Chevys, heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man
But still, I need to know that you that I know that you know (Okay)
Big, big paper, we ain't fuckin' with no petty
Let me get

2: Lil Wayne]
Well, I went and got new Chevy truck
The one without the little man
And I love that bitch so much, I'ma wear the fan belt
in the bed sound like I got band help
Beatin' down yo' block, leave you with a damn
I used to have a '64 a few ago
I had that bitch on three wheels on one of my old
Now I got a SS, I call it Cheerio
But my neighbors it "Please turn down the stereo!"
Now cut that hoe up
24 karat gold pipes on the low
See Pain, I a lil somethin', but thanks for the lesson
As a matter of fact, y'know what? I'ma buy you a

Heavy Chevys, heavy, Chevys, man
Why are streets nothin' but heavy Chevys, man?
Heavy Chevys, heavy, Chevys, man
See, see Pain I gon' lie, when I got to Florida
Big, big paper, we ain't fuckin' no petty change
I saw that many Chevys in my life
Chevys, heavy, heavy Chevys, man
I to say "seen," but um
Why are these streets but heavy Chevys, man?
In the spirit of
Chevys, heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man
I'ma switch to T-Wayne and take it

[Outro: Lil
I said, a long, long ago
I can still remember how that used to make me smile
And I if I had my chance, I could make the people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a
Oh, but February made me shiver with every I deliver
Bad on the doorstep
I couldn't take one more
I can't remember if I cried when I about his widowed bride
But somethin' me deep inside the day the music died
So bye-bye Ms. Pie
Drove my to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ol' was drinkin' whiskey and rye
this'll be the day that I die, day that I die