Luyện nghe bài hát Maybach Music III

(T.I.)
My garage is
under a hundred aint allowed
triple white like I'm riding in a cloud
no on my seats,
baby you gon' need a
ride sexy through the city see me you be aroused
my so well endowed
pull b-tches from M.I.A. to A.T.L. in
and in crowds me in town
on the strip in
chillin' fillin b-tches' faces with
bite yo' tongue,
this just a Mercedes,
the A.T.F. I'm riding with another 380,
my car costs,
y'all thought I fall off,
was just a small loss,
we can have a off,
fly to N.Y. me at the Waldorf,
the story 'n' Victorian,
ridin' in the past like drivin' a Delorean,
hard never heard of those,
in the back, my feet up,
get my sucked,
the curtains closed,
and for the kid,
my question is,
how yo' b-tch feel in that when you two pull up next to this?

MAYBACH N-GGA!

(Erykah Badu)[Chorus]
knows,
how the goes,
and the clothes,
they come and go,
but guess who the same,
they see the name,
real slow,
where colors roll,

(Jadakiss)
Yo the that I'm blowin' on's f-cking up the ozone,
plus I keep a d-pe line similar to Cold (uh),
Ice (uh), pipe dreams
is what they when I pull up in that light thing (yeah),
I put a hurtin' on, I got the drawn,
whoever ain't gettin' on, I'm squirtin' on,
I'm in that 6 duece' for the health,
in the trunk, 45 for the belt,
bunch of wax dummies all you gonna melt,
for your kids, die for yourself,
bottles in the sky if you for the wealth,
p's on the block,
on the shelf,
if i ain't in the of the bach,
I ain't in else
I'm somthin' else.

(Rick Ross)
Uh,
uhhh,
please,
I came alive like a moff in the time,
wheel blades all samurai,
shine than them b-tches on the other side,
time to make a blind mother recognize,
amunition got the nonexistent,
had the crack but didn't have a pot to piss in,
I'll double that how you try to knock a n-gga,
scholar graduated, no father figure,
still chrome, check my chromisomes,
meet me halfway with and a mobile home,
money machines yeah they rrring like a phone,
I'm a but need a coca-cola loan,
I'm in the hood like I'm Evans,
cashmere sweater,
me and got a vendetta,
lookin' back to the truth I could'a did betta,
never had a good job,
now its Black American cards,
uh,

{Maybach

ROZAY!