Luyện nghe bài hát My Hooptie

My hooptie rollin' tailpipe
don't work an' my girl keeps naggin'
Six nine deuce keeps rollin'
One hubcap 'cause got stolen
Bumper shook loose chrome scrapin'
Mis matched tires and my white walls
Hit d's Maharaji starts to bug
He ate a quarter threw the pickles on my rug
Runnin' movin' expired
Girlies tryin' to dis 'n say my car tired
Hit my brakes, out slid
Tinted back with a bubble in the middle
car is it? Posse won't say
We all play it off you look our way
Rollin' deep, tires smoke up the block
roll this bucket, 'cause my Benz is in the shop

My hooptie - my

Four door nightmare, trunk locks'
Big dice on the mirror, grill like a
Lifters tickin', stickin'
Somethin' on my left wheel keeps clickin'
Picked up the girlies, now we're deep

Cars barely movin', but now we got
Made a left turn as I watched in
My ex-girlfriend shot out my
She was standin', in the road, so I her toes
my pedal, boom, down she goes
Law ain't lyin', long hairs
We flipped the skeez off, dumb girl starts
called the cops, now I'm gettin' nervous
The see a beeper and the suckers might serve us
Hit a side street and what did we
Some punk, droppin' me a flip off sign
Put the in reverse, and started to curse
Another sucker on the south side about to get
got scared, so I got on
Yeah my group got paid, but my groups still
Posse north, headin for the CD
Ridin' real so the cops don't see me
Mis-matched tires got my uptight
Two Vogues on the left, Uniroyal on the
Hooptie bouncin', on leaded
This is what I when you call me big-headed
I crusher, red light rusher
Musher of a 'cause I'm plowin' over suckers

In a

It's a monster, econo-box stomper
your girly, if you don't I'll romp 'er
Dinosaur rush, lookin' Shaft
get bold, but some get smashed
Cops say the car smokes, but I won't
It's a six-nine deuce, so the with emissions
in Tacoma, I could get burned
(Sound of automatic gunfire) Betta a u-turn
this freak with immense posterior
Tryin' to roll through the Hilltop area
Brother start off, kickin' that racket
I'm a rock star, slingin' them packets
I wit' dat, so I smooth eject
Hit I-5 with the dope
that tough crew hardcore dope
The deck broke
Damn next, brothers in Goretex
Tryin' to find a spot we could 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 boy, quit smokin' that rock"
Ooooh, I got dissed. But it no thing
that game with the home made slang
Baby got ished, gip.
laughin' at the car and you might get clipped

By a

outta gas, stuck in traffic
Far left lane, up much static
Input, output, carbeurator soot
"Whatcha me to do Mix?"
freak, push
Sputter, rollin' over gutters
dip low with hard core brothers
Tank on E, pulled Arco
Cops on tip for cargo
We fit a stereotype, that's he said
Big long car, four big heads
Cops keep jockin', like 'gators
'Bout stereotypes, I'm nuthin' like Noriega
Cop took my wallet, looked at my
His said "Damn, they all look like Tyson"
Yes, I'm legit, so they let me go
This bucket ain't rollin' in

It's my