Luyện nghe bài hát (hot Shit) Country Grammar

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

I'm going down down baby street in a Range Rover
Street 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 perved and dubbed
Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder
And it's all accumulated enough scratch
Just to it, wood decorated on chrome
And it's painted
Fans fainted while I'm
Wild, it
How me and money end up
I with Hannibal Lector, hot shit
So me when I bring it
Sing it
I'm from the Lou and I'm
Run a for the cause
I'm righteous the law
my style's raw
I'm Born to Mack like Shaw
the fame and the glamour
Give me D's with a hammer
My be's ebonics
Gin, and chronic
Fuck Bionic, it's
Slamming niggas like
til the day I die
I run game than the Bulls and Sonics

I'm going down baby your 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 down baby your street in a Range
Street sweeper baby, cocked to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa
to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, 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 crowd
How nigga, ask me again and it's going down
Now nigga, come to the circus and watch me clown,
Pound niggas, what you be giving when I'm around
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 rules Boo and you gon' high
May I answer your Third Question A.I
Say hi, to my niggas left in the
St. Louis to Memphis
From Texas back up to Indiana,
K.C., to Alabama
L.A., New York niggas to Hotlanta
Louisiana, all my with Country Grammar
Smoking in Savannah
Blow thirty like I'm Hammer

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

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

Let's show these cats to these millions
So you quit acting silly, mon
Kid than Billy, mon
Talking really and I 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
Jennings mon, through U-City back up to Kingsland
With niggas, shiest niggas who snatch yo' life, niggas
Trife niggas who produce and the same beat twice, nigga
Ice niggas, all over close to never
broke to having brokers: my price Range is Rover
Now I'm knocking Jehovah; let me in now, let me in now
Gates, Donald 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
Seeing now, through the pen I make my now

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

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