Luyện nghe bài hát My Hooptie

My rollin' tailpipe draggin'
Heat don't work an' my girl naggin'
Six Buick deuce keeps rollin'
One hubcap 'cause three got
Bumper shook loose chrome scrapin'
Mis tires and my white walls flakin'
Hit mickey d's starts to bug
He ate a quarter pounder threw the on my rug
movin' tabs expired
Girlies tryin' to dis 'n say my car tired
Hit my brakes, out skittles
Tinted back window a bubble in the middle
Who's car is it? won't say
We all play it off you look our way
Rollin' four deep, smoke up the block
Gotta roll bucket, 'cause my Benz is in the shop

My - my hooptie

Four door nightmare, trunk locks'
Big dice on the mirror, like a truck
tickin', accelerator's stickin'
Somethin' on my left front wheel clickin'
Picked up the girlies, now eight deep

barely movin', but now we got heat
Made a left turn as I in fright
My ex-girlfriend shot out my
She was standin', in the road, so I her toes
Mashed my pedal, boom, down she
Law lyin', long hairs flyin'
We flipped the off, dumb girl starts cryin'
Baby called the cops, now I'm gettin'
The cops see a and the suckers might serve us
Hit a side street and what did we
young punk, droppin' me a flip off sign
Put the deuce in reverse, and to curse
sucker on the south side about to get hurt
got scared, so I got on
Yeah my group got paid, but my groups strong
Posse north, headin for the CD
Ridin' real fast so the don't see me
Mis-matched tires got my uptight
Two Vogues on the left, on the right
bouncin', runnin' on leaded
This is what I sport when you call me
I crusher, red light rusher
of a brother 'cause I'm plowin' over suckers

In a

It's a monster, econo-box stomper
Snatch girly, if you don't I'll romp 'er
Dinosaur rush, like Shaft
Some get bold, but get smashed
Cops say the car smokes, but I won't
It's a six-nine deuce, so the hell emissions
Rollin' in Tacoma, I get burned
(Sound of automatic gunfire) Betta a u-turn
Spotted this freak immense posterior
Tryin' to roll through the Hilltop area
Brother start lettin' off, kickin' racket
Thinkin' I'm a rock star, them packets
I ain't dat, so I smooth eject
Hit I-5 the dope cassette
Playin' that tough hardcore dope
The tape broke
Damn what's next, brothers in
Tryin' to find a spot where we hunt for sex
Found a little club the N-C-O
Military, competition. You know.
I ain't fazed, 'cause I pop much game
Rolled up tough, 'cause I got much
"How ya baby, my name is Mixalot"
"Mixalot got a Benz boy, quit that rock"
Ooooh, I got dissed. But it no thing
Runnin' game with the home made slang
got ished, Bremelo gip.
Keep at the car and you might get clipped

By a

outta gas, stuck in traffic
Far left lane, throwin' up static
Input, output, fulla soot
"Whatcha me to do Mix?"
Push freak,
Sputter, rollin' over gutters
Cars dip low with hard core
Tank on E, into Arco
Cops on tip for cargo
We fit a stereotype, what he said
Big long car, four big black
Cops keep jockin', grabbin' 'gators
'Bout stereotypes, I'm lookin' nuthin' like
Cop took my wallet, at my license
His partner said "Damn, all look like Tyson"
Yes, I'm legit, so they let me go
This ain't rollin' in snow

It's my