Luyện nghe bài hát Land of the Slowed

[Intro:
They try'na say something bout'cha boy singing, but ain't never goin understand
We been parking lot pimpin since 98',
I call it Texas
Big Moe
That Trae, Z-Ro
Charlie

[Hook: Charlie
This is the Land of The Slowed down
Hit the button on the drop then (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 haters still hating
the dimes keep grinning
From 6-4's to Benzo's keep spinning
And I'm riding on 4's 84's extending
Elbows be poking as we on grain
The sun beaming on the paint but the frame tamed
The chameleon unlike any other
Bang my game platform
clan and studder
This is the state for them great taste
Slanging in the deck, lanes, sipping gray taste
That's the purple and we turning
If you hate
get rolled over and bounce, like I do my scrape plate
Sitting high on 24's, and my to a rose
See nothing but gray smoke, when I up my dows
No need to say mo, G's get chose
When the top drop and the trunk pop, you see the gray blows

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

Southern playas get the doe, ain't trippin what the haters say
started that my birth, my B-day is a hater day
Way before 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 goin reply "WOOH"
I be jammin music that be choppin and be sign it
Every minute on the is money so I gotta go
Minutes addin up so you can say I'm the Minute Man
Pulling up in my truck and all the slush like, that's him
Season side the dooly as amfibian
Think that you can what I got, t hen come get in then

I'm ridin grippin grain
Doing my
Back to back cars dancing like it's Soul
Everybody on (swangs)
up on swangs
Still bangin screw I let Boy sang
(Get em mayne)

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

[Tum

Gripping on the (grain)
Candy in the lane (grain)
The of Fat Pat (Pat)
I swear I it mayne
how I get it (yeah)
Them I spit it (uh-huh)
When get broke we say Tum-ty did it (check it)
I got a 80 in my yard
Candy blue rag top the bitch hard
color spokes, ballin with my folks
The fifty candy coke, we ain't no mothafuckin joke
Caprices and ground (uh-huh)
Deltas and (what else)
Trunks and leek baskets (uh-huh) some roofs are flow (yeah)
Dirty South riders and the boys from thirty third
the streets to the birds, I know all you niggas heard
I show ya how to (grab a pen)
I teach ya how to (yeah)
Get up all forth and twenty's,
I run that bitch, fuck a (woo)
Seens inside the grill (grill)
I ball Oseal (seal)
Some and some kill
And the round skill

This is the of The Slowed down 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 when the pop

Chamillitary [x2]