Luyện nghe bài hát Lac Dogs & Hogs

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

[Verse 1 - Deville]
Skinny talkin bout wood with that custom leather, bangin down I-65
Slaw and slum but dubs are better, who you gon' keep it live?
It's bitch, what have to come
Pay attention, your lesson, yup
We country folk with Caddy Hogs and D.T.S.'s, Lac Dogs
What you think that Nappy gon' be broke forever? naw
Hit the and cashin in on old investments
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?
From the top and back down, we rep the country to
Don't it so slum with 55 from New York down to Texas?
Hella poor straight from the South and haters respect this

[Verse 2 - Ron
(Let me you about it)
I first got my baby she could barely start
A-hand-me-down a real O.G., all day she stayed in park
never did she drive
Born in
And she about a ton
Big ol' built to run
First thing I done, hauled her over, had her G notes
her hood, hundreds of horses powered her ego
Her government was Coup Deville but I called her Miss Piggy
Top her some (?) 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 edge and shoved it and "Ball out on a Budget"
Dug in her guts, her up with leather and wood
Together it go good, us country forever 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 block make her muh'fucker
Roll window down, stop, look like 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, keep them haters on 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 bout? I give you three guesses

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

[R.
God damn, yes I am, the thriller with the
Got plans, Pac fan 4 my N.I.G.G.A.Z.+
starin, we not playin
Armor color
Rims nice but thank God our dreams came to
Fast roller, swoll up
The mind up
The hold us
Soldiers quick to throw they when I roll up
is quarters
Sell liquor, my is colder
Prophet never look this fine since I Cola
up