Luyện nghe bài hát Lowrider

Low rider, low
Low rider, low

Aw, comin' through fo' real, we, Hill
Oh baby, got that crunk for yo' goin' gangsta crazy
We real life hustlers playin' games in the street
We got that low scrapin', dippin' on three
(Low rider)

So pop your collar, a holla, throw yo' dubs in the air
We tear the roof off the mother, let down yo' hair
Playa do that thang make you feel alright
(Low rider)
that tree, crack that brew, we gettin' freaky tonight

Now when people are done, bumpin' they to this
You wonder why you wanted instead of this
We been makin' you bounce for many already
steady and cut many niggaz to confetti
But I just want to it up

it's the mic or a spliff, yes, my gift is to amaze you all
Thought I couldn't for ten my friend but guess what?
I niggaz and still savin' my best nut
(Low rider)
But you better cover your eyes 'cause you never when
I spit it out and start flowin'

I drop rhymes grow like trees you're smokin'
Ear drums feel like lungs, your chokin'
let it soak in, seep in, creep in, I'm keepin'
All you in the deep end
(Low rider)
You wanna trip? I got luggage
I you in and send you off 'cause you ain't rugged

Aw, comin' fo' real, we, Cypress Hill
Oh baby, got crunk for yo' trunk goin' gangsta crazy
We some real life hustlers games in the street
(Low rider)
We got low rider scrapin', dippin' on three

So pop your collar, give a holla, throw yo' in the air
(Low rider)
We tear the roof off the mother, lady, let down yo'
Playa do that that make you feel alright
(Low rider)
Smoke that tree, crack that brew, we freaky tonight

we're Cypress Hill, come on and ride with us
Just get inside, we bouncin', dippin', it up real tough
to the side, pimp yo' hat, tilt yo' seat on back
Don't front on me, baby boy and break with the sack
(Low rider)

I be the vato the fine hoodrat in the ranfla
Always roll deep on the streets like the
Pleito just might come back and ya
Flossin' too much, no vato's want ya
Not right here homes, we're all of that
Makin' that feria that raps

Ya me Conoces, I'm for my calle
Cypress Ave, ya les madre
(Low rider)
Ya tu sabes, we play that shit
Any pendejo's hit up quick
Whassup Ese? hood you claim?

Now throw it up and down like it ain't no
(Low rider)
in the air with the pinky rings
Soul Assassins everythin'
To all you vatos, make you check this
In barrio I'm well respected

Aw, through fo' real, we, Cypress Hill, oh baby
Got that crunk, for yo' trunk gangsta crazy
We some real hustlers, playin' games in the street
(Low rider)
We got that low rider scrapin', dippin' on

So pop your collar, a holla, throw yo' dubs in the air
(Low rider)
We the roof off the mother, lady, let down yo' hair
Playa do that that make you feel alright
(Low rider)
Smoke tree, crack that brew, we gettin' freaky tonight
(Low rider)

Low rider, low
Low rider, low
Low rider, low
Low rider, low