Luyện nghe bài hát Lac Dogs & Hogs

[Cars
[Chorus 4x - Roots]
(Yes) Oh yes it's them Lac Dogs, Hogs and D.T.S.'s
(Oh yes) It's them Lac Dogs, Caddy and D.T.S.'s

1 - Skinny Deville]
Skinny talkin bout that with that custom leather, bangin down I-65
Slaw and but dubs are better, who you think gon' keep it live?
It's Nappy bitch, have to come
Pay attention, your lesson, yup
We them country with Caddy Hogs and D.T.S.'s, Lac Dogs
What you think that Nappy be broke forever? Shit naw
Hit the bank and cashin in on old
What, you ain't know about them country sessions?
that Likwit hit in '97 +Answer+ all yo' +Questions+?
Kentucky's on the map now, who you done gave directions?
the top and back down, we rep the country to perfection
Don't it look so with 55 from New York down to Texas?
Hella poor straight from the South and must respect this

[Verse 2 - Ron
(Let me tell you it)
When I first got my baby she barely start
from a real O.G., all day she stayed in park
Almost never did she
Born in
And she about a ton
Big ol' built to run
First thing I done, hauled her over, had her G notes
Underneath her hood, hundreds of horses her ego
Her government name was Coup Deville but I called her Miss
Top her with (?) and fit her for some twenties (twenties)
Playas that I be trickin like she's all that I'm love with
So we took her to the and shoved it and still "Ball out on a Budget"
Dug in her guts, laced her up leather and wood
Together it go good, us country boys stay hood

[Verse 3 - B.
You shove that shit that go bump bump bump
And ya, shake the lock off her muh'fucker
When ya, hit the make her muh'fucker jump
Roll your window down, stop, look somethin like a pimp
Roll window back up, and show 'em they reflection and their ultrafade
chop on that sucka like Wesley's +Blade+
Escalade D.T.S., switch it up, them haters on they toes
Red Rolls, Fleetwood
Can't believe it, when they see them fo's, believe it
My ham and the freshest
Now what I'm talkin bout? I give you three

4 - Big V]
You feel the wind, ya?
You the tires squallin
Kentucky, Colorado, Boston down to New
Big bodies get it done, Dodge Ram
Cause they do run run, do run run
Black magic, lookin better then fryin a pan of fish
leanin like they do in Los Angeles (that's gangsta)
Adjective, describin what I'm in
Them country ain't gon' stop it, we on the road again

[R.
God damn, yes I am, the thriller the skrilla
Got plans, Pac fan 4 my N.I.G.G.A.Z.+
Stop starin, we not
Armor color
Rims nice but thank God our dreams came to
roller, cash swoll up
The mold up
The hold us
Soldiers to throw they rags when I roll up
Dimes is
Sell liquor, my rhymes is
Prophet never look this fine since I grinded
up