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
That you N-O, right?
Mhm, mhm
Right, right, and I'm Florida

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

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

Heavy Chevys, heavy, Chevys, man (Bitch)
Why are these streets 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' with no change
Heavy Chevys, heavy, Chevys, man
I see you, I think I got one, I think I got it
Why are streets nothin' but heavy Chevys, man?
Y'know, I was talkin' 'bout, like, Trick
And y'know, the real Ryders
Heavy Chevys (Alright), heavy, Chevys, man
see what I got (T-Double)
Big, big paper, we ain't fuckin' with no change
(Tha Bizness)

1: T-Pain]
So let's with the
'72 Chevelle, I know that
'Cause everybody try to buy bitch from me
But I never sell, hell
Mids and highs and
24 inches, seats, complete with the Pirells
Inside got baby 'gator scales
Even on the bottom of the seat, you can see the tail
My shit as a turtle shell
Plus I got a mothafuckin' motor that'll make them yell
When I was 11, dawg, I learned 'bout my Chevy,
I burned the off, convertible, take it off
Believe my stayin' soft
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 streets nothin' but heavy Chevys,
Chevys, heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man
Now, I kinda want you to come back and tell me what you learned my lesson (Okay) Y'know what I'm sayin'?
Big, big paper, we fuckin' with no petty change
Mhm, I'ma finish hittin' the first
Chevys, heavy, heavy Chevys, man
Right, right (Can I hit that one more time, please?)
Why are these streets but heavy Chevys, man?
Oh, but of course, but of
Heavy Chevys, heavy, Chevys, man
But still, I need to know that you know that I know that you (Okay)
Big, big paper, we ain't fuckin' no petty change
Let me get

[Verse 2: Lil
Well, I and got that new Chevy truck
The one without the little man
And I love bitch so much, tomorrow 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 honey SS, I it Cheerio
But my call it "Please turn down the stereo!"
Now cut hoe up louder
24 gold pipes on the low Impala
See Pain, I knew a lil somethin', but for the lesson
As a of fact, y'know what? I'ma buy you a Chevy

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

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