Luyện nghe bài hát My 64

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

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

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

Well I'm cruisin the street in my candy painted low
like a [incomprehensible] in my 64's
I up wood 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 show me love when they panties hit the floor
I I'm leanin on the curb, sippin syrup, blowin dro
I got the 64 hoppin, watch it and do a show

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

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

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

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

It's Bun B, I'm 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 land of the

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

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

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

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

Cruisin down the in my 64
a bitch, jockin a bitch
Cruisin down the in my
(Snoop Dogg)
Jockin a bitch, we g-g-go

An big Dogg in a yellow Parisini
With two girlies in the back in they Crip bikinis
Shakin and they jumpin cause the keep bouncin
Tippin, whippin, the ass steady

Candy drippin and these axel's what Im sippin
As I shake like a dice game, as the ice age
Mike Jones rockin like a Rollin
An' Snoop Dogg boy I'm b-b-bad to the

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

I love my car I love my wife
See low ridin 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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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