Luyện nghe bài hát (hot Shit) Country Grammar

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

You can find me in St. Louis on dubs
Smoking on dubs in clubs, blowing up Cocoa Puffs
Sipping bub, getting perved and getting
Daps and hugs, mean and shoulder shrugs
And it's all accumulated enough scratch
Just to it, wood decorated on chrome
And candy painted
fainted while I'm entertaining
Wild, it
How me and money end up
I hang with Lector, hot shit
So me when I bring it
it loud
I'm from the Lou and I'm
Run a mile for the
I'm above the law
Player my raw
I'm Born to Mack like Shaw
Forget the fame and the
Give me D's a rubber hammer
My be's ebonics
Gin, and chronic
Fuck Bionic, ironic
niggas like Onyx
til the day I die
I run more game the Bulls and Sonics

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

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

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

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

show these cats to make these millions
So you quit acting silly, mon
Kid quicker Billy, mon
really and I need it mon
Flows, I kick 'em mon, especially off Remi, mon
to my Beemer, mon
Holla at Man
See me, mon, cheifin', rollin than any mon
Through mon, through U-City back up to Kingsland
With nice niggas, shiest who snatch yo' life, niggas
Trife who produce and sell the same beat twice, nigga
Ice niggas, all over close to sober
From to having brokers: my price Range is Rover
Now I'm like Jehovah; let me in now, let me in now
Bill Gates, Trump, let me in now
Spin now, I got to lend my friends now
We in now, candy Benz, and 10"s now
I win now
Fucking lesbian now
now, through the pen I make my ends now

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

I'm going down down baby your 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