Luyện nghe bài hát Orange

Word on the street, I'm the thing going
on the gas, got the best thing blowing
Tattoo's on my face, my face not yours
broads, Gucci clothes, nigga everything foreign
Pop a pill, a seal, then I start back pouring
horses on my cars, like they rocking Ralph Lauren
Bought an old school yesterday just to the bitch orange
So much money in my pocket I paint a bitch orange

I'm in hot pursuit, I'm stacking loot, you niggas sweet as juice
Your got an apple-bottom, suck dick like she Snaggle-tooth
She walk round with an attitude, I show that no gratitude
I'm a tycoon, I can her longitude and latitude
Slap niggas with pistols til' only can eat baby food
Colder than a refrigerator, hotter than a that cook
I woke up in the morning, a blunt and than I cooked this deuce
I cracked the seal, poured up a 4, put it in a Mountain Dew

Word on the street, I'm the thing going
Smoking on the gas, got the best thing
Tattoo's on my face, it's my face not
Spanish broads, clothes, nigga everything foreign
Pop a pill, popped a seal, I start back pouring
Yellow on my cars, like they rocking Ralph Lauren
Bought an old yesterday just to paint the bitch orange
So much in my pocket I could paint a bitch orange

They be stupid, dumb, bad that crazy Gucci bag
Her man buy her a Jag, how you compete with that
Wanna take her on a date, then you must up a set
She so spoiled, if he gave her to you give her back
You can love me all you want but I'ma lock you a distance
me to pay you, I'ma pay you no attention
Fresher my pad, baby girl you got me twisted
I you got a boyfriend, don't your man play for the Pistons?
I had a girl Susie and she used to go the distance
She dick like a porno flick, I gave that bitch the business
She me for a [?] , I told her today must be Christmas
like the Sprite and Promethazine, bitch you got me mixed up