Luyện nghe bài hát (hot Shit) Country Grammar

I'm going down down baby street in a Range Rover
Street baby, cocked ready to let it go
Shimmy cocoa what
Listen to it
it up and take a puff, pass it to me now

I'm down down baby your street in a Range Rover
sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go
Shimmy cocoa what
to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, it to me now

You can find me in St. Louis rolling on
on dubs in clubs, blowing up like Cocoa Puffs
Sipping bub, getting and getting dubbed
Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder
And it's all accumulated enough scratch
Just to navigate it, wood decorated on
And candy painted
Fans fainted while I'm
Wild, it
How me and end up hanging
I hang with Hannibal Lector, hot
So feel me I bring it
Sing it
I'm from the Lou and I'm
Run a for the cause
I'm above the law
Player my raw
I'm Born to like Todd Shaw
the fame and the glamour
Give me D's a rubber hammer
My grammar ebonics
Gin, tonic and
Fuck Bionic, ironic
Slamming like Onyx
til the day I die
I run more than the Bulls and Sonics

I'm going down down baby your street in a Range
sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa
to it pound
Light it up and a puff, pass it to me now

I'm going down down baby your street in a Range
Street sweeper baby, ready to let it go
Shimmy cocoa what
to it pound
Light it up and a puff, pass it to me now

Who say boys can't be wild niggas
Loud niggas, O.K. Corral
Foul niggas, running the club and busting the nigga
How nigga, ask me again and it's down nigga
Now nigga, to the circus and watch me clown, nigga
Pound niggas, what you be giving I'm around nigga
Frown niggas, talking when I leave the town, nigga
Say now, can you hoes come out to now
Hey I'm, to cut you up any day now
Play by, my Boo and you gon' stay high
May I answer your Question like A.I
Say hi, to my niggas in the slamma
St. Louis to Memphis
From Texas back up to Indiana,
K.C., to Alabama
L.A., New York Yankee niggas to
Louisiana, all my niggas Country Grammar
blunts in Savannah
Blow thirty mill like I'm

I'm going down down baby your street in a Range
sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go
Shimmy cocoa what
to it pound
Light it up and a puff, pass it to me now

I'm going down down your street in a Range Rover
Street sweeper baby, ready to let it go
shimmy cocoa what
Listen to it
Light it up and a puff, pass it to me now

show these cats to make these millions
So you niggas quit silly, mon
Kid than Billy, mon
Talking really and I it mon
Flows, I 'em freely mon, especially off Remi, mon
to my Beemer, mon
Holla at Man
See me, mon, cheifin', rollin deeper any mon
Through mon, through U-City back up to Kingsland
With niggas, shiest niggas who snatch yo' life, niggas
Trife niggas who produce and sell the same beat twice,
Ice niggas, all close to never sober
From broke to having brokers: my price Range is
Now I'm like Jehovah; let me in now, let me in now
Gates, Donald Trump, let me in now
Spin now, I got money to my friends now
We in now, candy Benz, and 10"s now
I win now
Fucking lesbian now
Seeing now, the pen I make my ends now

I'm going down down baby your street in a Range
sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go
Shimmy cocoa what
to it pound
Light it up and a puff, pass it to me now

I'm down down baby your street in a Range Rover
sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa
Listen to it
it up and take a puff, pass it to me now