Luyện nghe bài hát Land of the Slowed

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

Charlie Boy]
This is the of The Slowed 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 glow the trunk pop

From Bentley's to Escalades the corners bending
And them haters still
the dimes keep grinning
From 6-4's to Benzo's rims keep
And I'm riding on 4's them 84's
be poking as we gripping on grain
The sun beaming on the paint but the frame tamed
The chameleon unlike any other
Bang making my game
clan and studder
This is the state knowing for great taste
Slanging in the deck, swanging lanes, gray taste
the purple and we turning circles
If you wanna
You'll get rolled over and bounce, like I do my scrape
Sitting on 24's, and my cuttly's to a rose
See nothing but gray smoke, when I up my dows
No need to say mo, real G's get
the top drop and the trunk pop, you goin see the gray blows

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

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

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

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

[Tum

Gripping on the (grain)
Candy stay in the (grain)
The of Fat Pat (Pat)
I swear I love it
how I get it (yeah)
Them flames I it (uh-huh)
When get broke we say Tum-ty did it (check it)
I got a 80 in my yard
Candy white rag top the bitch hard
color spokes, ballin with my folks
The fifty candy coke, we ain't no mothafuckin joke
and ground sticks (uh-huh)
Deltas and (what else)
Trunks and leek baskets (uh-huh) some are flow masters (yeah)
Dirty South and them the boys from thirty third
From the 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, a punk (woo)
Seens slugs inside the (grill)
I like Oseal (seal)
drank and some kill
And steals the skill

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

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