Luyện nghe bài hát Land of the Slowed

[Intro:
They try'na say something boy singing, but they ain't never goin understand
We parking lot pimpin since 98', knahtalkinbout?
I call it talk
Big Moe
That Trae, Z-Ro
That

[Hook: Boy]
This is the Land of The Slowed chop-chop-chop
Hit the button on the drop recline (chop-chop)
domestic to a form see the rims don't stop
? In the screens glow the trunk pop

From Bentley's to Escalades the corners keep
And them still hating
While the dimes keep
From 6-4's to Benzo's rims spinning
And I'm on 4's them 84's extending
be poking as we gripping on grain
The sun beaming on the paint but the ain't tamed
The color chameleon unlike any
Bang making my platform
Click clan and
is the state knowing for them great taste
Slanging in the deck, swanging lanes, gray taste
the purple and we turning circles
If you hate
You'll get rolled over and bounce, I do my scrape plate
Sitting high on 24's, and my to a rose
See nothing but gray smoke, when I open up my
No to say mo, real G's get chose
When the top drop and the trunk pop, you goin see the gray

This is the Land of The Slowed chop-chop-chop
Hit the button on the then recline (chop-chop)
From domestic to a form see the rims stop
? In the screens glow when the pop

Southern get the doe, ain't trippin bout what the haters say
Hate started that my birth, my B-day is a day
Way Mike Jones and Magno, I was grindin day-to-day
G-fo, in the air, like a fadeaway
Starts down to the floor, out lift my dow
Up into the sky, and the bet you reply with "WOOH"
I be jammin that be choppin and be sign it slow
Every on the clock is money so I gotta go
Minutes up so you can say that I'm the Minute Man
Pulling up in my and all the slush like, that's him again
side the dooly classify as amfibian
Think that you can handle I got, t hen come get in then

I'm ridin good grippin
my thang
Back to cars dancing like it's Soul Train
on Swangs (swangs)
Lift up on
Still screw I let Charlie Boy sang
(Get em mayne)

This is the Land of The Slowed chop-chop-chop
Hit the button on the then recline (chop-chop)
From to a form see the rims don't stop
? In the glow when the trunk pop

Tum:]

Gripping on the (grain)
Candy in the lane (grain)
The of Fat Pat (Pat)
I swear I love it
how I get it (yeah)
Them flames I it (uh-huh)
When tray's get broke we say did it (check it)
I got a 80 delta in my
blue white rag top the bitch hard
Same color spokes, ballin my folks
The slab candy coke, we ain't no mothafuckin joke
and ground sticks (uh-huh)
Deltas and (what else)
Trunks and leek baskets (uh-huh) some roofs are flow (yeah)
Dirty riders and them the boys from thirty third
From the to the birds, I know all you niggas heard
I ya how to rang (grab a pen)
I teach ya how to (yeah)
Get up all them and twenty's,
I run that bitch, fuck a (woo)
Seens slugs the grill (grill)
I ball Oseal (seal)
Some and some kill
And steals the round

This is the Land of The Slowed chop-chop-chop
Hit the button on the drop recline (chop-chop)
domestic to a form see the rims don't stop
? In the glow when the trunk pop

Chamillitary Mayne