Luyện nghe bài hát (hot Shit) Country Grammar

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

You can me in St. Louis rolling on dubs
Smoking on in clubs, blowing up like Cocoa Puffs
Sipping bub, getting perved and dubbed
Daps and hugs, mugs and shoulder shrugs
And it's all accumulated enough scratch
Just to navigate it, wood on chrome
And it's candy
Fans fainted I'm entertaining
Wild, it
How me and money end up
I with Hannibal 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 and the glamour
me D's with a rubber hammer
My grammar ebonics
Gin, and chronic
Fuck Bionic, it's
Slamming niggas like
til the day I die
I run more game than the Bulls and

I'm going down down baby your street in a Rover
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 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 boys can't be niggas
Loud niggas, O.K. Corral
Foul niggas, running the and busting the crowd nigga
How nigga, ask me again and it's going down
Now nigga, come to the circus and watch me clown,
niggas, what you be giving when I'm around nigga
Frown niggas, talking shit when I 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 rules Boo and you gon' stay
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
Smoking blunts in
Blow thirty like I'm Hammer

I'm going down down baby street in a Range Rover
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

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

Let's show these 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', deeper than any mon
Through Jennings mon, U-City back up to Kingsland
With nice niggas, shiest niggas who yo' life, niggas
niggas who produce and sell the same beat twice, nigga
Ice niggas, all over to never sober
From broke to 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 money to my friends now
We in now, candy Benz, and 10"s now
I win now
lesbian twins now
Seeing now, the pen I make my ends now

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