Luyện nghe bài hát My 64

Cruisin down the in my 64
(Mike Jones!)
a bitch, slappin a hoe
Went to the park to get the
out there, cold, shootin some hoops

Cruisin down the in my 64
a bitch, jockin a bitch
Cruisin down the in my 64
Jockin a bitch, a bitch

Cruisin down the in my 64
Jockin a bitch, jockin a
down the street in my
(Mike Jones Jones)
Jockin a bitch, here we

Well I'm cruisin the street in my candy painted low
Bouncin a [incomprehensible] in my 64's
I pull up grippin, doors tippin, sittin low
I'm sixteen switches, watch it stop and hit the floor

I'm leanin on the curb, syrup, blowin dro
The girls show me love when panties hit the floor
I said I'm on the curb, sippin syrup, blowin dro
I got the 64 hoppin, it stop and do a show

I lean wit it, then I rock wit it
I got a candy apple wit a glock in it
I lean wit it, then I rock wit it
I got a candy drop wit a glock in it

First I lean, I rock
(Mike Jones!)
First I lean, then I
I said, first I lean wit it, I rock wit it
I got a apple drop wit a glock in it

I'm cruisin down the street in my 64
Jockin a bitch, jockin a
down the street in my 64
Jockin a bitch, jockin a

Cruisin down the in my 64
Jockin a bitch, a bitch
Cruisin the street in my
(Bun B)
Jockin a bitch, we g-g-go

Bun B, I'm known for slammin Cadillac doors
Comin down on that candy with them and them 4's
But I got for the West Coast, all day
So I suppose I'ma head out to Cali, the of the low-lows

Touch in LAX and I don't need no car
Chino pick me up with the bud and the bar
In the hood I'm a star so to the hood go
With Mike Jones and Snoop Dogg and already know

That I get love from the B's, love the C's
Mexican, Asian and Samoa
Throw it up when see me and holla, Hey Bun!
I'm comin out in Soul Assassin Grey One

You see me at Long Beach or maybe Pasadena
Inglewood, I.E. or West
Im Southside with the homie big Kun
Car hoppin, top droppin so give kid room

When I'm cruisin the street in my 64
a bitch, jockin a bitch
Cruisin down the in my 64
Jockin a bitch, a bitch

Cruisin the street in my 64
a bitch, jockin a bitch
Cruisin down the in my
(Snoop Dogg)
Jockin a bitch, here we

An big Snoop Dogg in a Parisini
two girlies in the back in they Crip blue bikinis
Shakin and jumpin cause the deuce keep bouncin
Tippin, whippin, the ass dippin

Candy paint drippin and these what Im sippin
As I shake like a dice game, as the ice age
Mike Jones rockin like a Stone
An' Snoop Dogg boy I'm to the bone

Yeah them Cali boys, we love low-lows
An real car club members bang they low
And take photos, see is fine
I'm in the 64, a sixty-trey, a 59

I love my car I love my wife
See low aint a sport its a way of life
On the real I'll tell you how it feel though
If you see me in the fo slow yo

down the street in my 64
Jockin a bitch, a bitch
Cruisin down the in my 64
a bitch, jockin a bitch

Cruisin the street in my 64
Jockin a bitch, jockin a
Cruisin down the in my
Jockin a bitch, jockin' a

Yeah man, let me explain to you one time, man
Low is not a sport, it's a way of life
Its like a car from scratch, you understand me

You put the fresh paint on it
You gotta put the mustard and
Thats the tires, you me
You put the chrome on it
A gold on it, you understand me
Its gotta be a spokes or better, ya dig?

An' you drop the top
You gotta put the on the motherfucker
You definitely got to a beat
And when you hit the streets you have a freak
You know what I'm
One of the side, two on the
That's how it's gotta go man
Thats lowridin, you understand me

a West Coast motherfuckin' G man
We bouncin', we schlippin', we tippin', we
We dodgin' motherfuckin' pigs all the
While we doin' this motherfuckin' style
You understand I'm sayin', yeah I'm just cruisin'

down the street in my 64
Jockin a bitch, a bitch
down the street in my 64
Jockin a bitch, a bitch

Cruisin the street in my 64
Jockin a bitch, a bitch
Cruisin the street in my
a bitch, here we g-g-go