Luyện nghe bài hát My Homeboys Chevy

I'm on the sacked up,
got of kill,
in my 74 Bonneville,
no to chill,
I'm the for real.
What you
you need?
Tryin to some pills,
well come holla at yo thug supply,
got everythang a nigga to buy,
me, MD
skirtin the killer whales,
and White is always on a nigga's tail.
but I'm hypo, nitro, the Chevy Vogue'n , floatin,
from sac to oakland and the sack you
nobody does it better, gangsta mac, a nigga and the bitch I swear to
my chedder),
ching and all that.
put it in a
nigga that,
nothing playa,
a game and muscle,
it's all it takes to get a of ruffles,

I sit low in my homeboys Chevy, my Makaveli hat pulled by my eyes,
yo baby peep the of something that's an actual fact yo,
you can't mix with rap,
you better back
my K Swiss like to on the gas,
and if you knew how fast, think I just might crash,
I think I saw the devil all up in my purple bag, and I had to roll fat,
Can you that?

Can I believe
Did you that?
the in the bag,
homie i'm a that,
my cellphone confuses me,
I got women talking Nicky you using me,
I got rap yo, in my speakers in the back,
my car shine a new gat, I'm with the genie of the lamp,
comin off the ramp,
I grab cash a calf cramp,
I garlic butter with aleodo crab,
my son had a fight,
I told him the jab,
i'm very stingy,
but yo i'm greedy,
man onion rings.
on Poke street, that greasy,
man it's like a flower seed,
blowing off a weed,
not to the authority*,
picture four of me,
racing through shit like the olympics,
red lights,
never about a witness.

I sit low in my homeboys Chevy, my hat pulled down by my eyes,
yo baby peep the of somethin that's an actual fact yo,
you can't mix love rap,
you better back,
my K like the step on the gas,
and if you knew how fast, you I just might crash,
I think I saw the devil all up in my purple bag, and still I had to fat,
Can you believe