Luyện nghe bài hát Mollywhoppin'

Slidin' down the
Sli-Slidin' down the
the block on them big ass wheels, yeah

Mollywhop, mollywhop, mollywhop, moll-, mollywhop, mollywhop, moll-,
Mollywhop, mollywhop, moll-, mollywhoppin', mollywhop, mollywhop,
Stunnaman, Stunnaman, Stunna, Stunna, Stunnaman, Stunnaman, Stunna,
Stunnaman, Stunnaman, Stunna, Stunna, Stunnaman, Stunnaman, Stunna,

1:
Slidin' through yolkin' on big ass wheels/
Girls jockin' bass knockin', suckas the chills

At the light, dummy, 2800 I ain't gotta roof/
Got the on my lap, fuck around, Imma shoot

Say my car look That's candy baby/
on my windows cuz my bass is crazy

????, my car so
Nah, I don't play hoop, but I ball

Yeah, I'm in ya hood, I bounced out/
Yo, my bass shakin' all through yo moma

Mean muggin' niggas, with diamonds in my mouth/
Glock in my ???, you what I'm bout

I'm that nigga that got cho mad/
Cuz I slide through went knockin' on his ass

2800 all day, hood on
hella cash, ridin' hella fast

(Chorus)

2:
Yo, your girl say I get her wetter a jet ski/
Blades on the coupe, she be skatin' Gretzky

See me European V12, just try and me/
Leather seats, AC, breakin' down another

I tell her it up, she roll it up, and pass it back to me/
????, I his ass after me

But never catch me, cuz I mollywhopp!/
I get in the drop, beatin' up the block

Bass don't ever
Yellow in my watch

It's 3 in the mornin', I left the club/
Finna hit the hood, and everybody up!

I'm money, sellin' weed on my iPhone/
I'm ???, but the rims so fuckin' grown

I ???, but my wheels can, bitches ???, I think she know who I am/
Get cha chick, she be at the wheels, DAMN!

(Chorus)

fool's hella big, I be in the sky/
Smoke hella weed, I be high

up to the curb, bounced out, what's the word?/
Paint sick, yeah, I'm stuntin' on them Birds

get at me, I'm smokin' on Krakk Street/
Slidin' on feet, yeah, I got the strap, B

I bang west coast, dodge white
Mess with my cheese and you're really toast

Rims extra large, car little/
My watch starburst, but the chain skittles. Navigation the destination in the middle

Where you goin'? I'm goin? Finna get the cake!/
Last week, I to god, I made the street break

I hustle all day, I take breaks/
Shout out to the real, you and the fakes
Big money in my safe, yo ass stank

(Chorus x2)