Luyện nghe bài hát Parking Lot Pimpin'

Yea standin' right here
You fuck around not have the right speakers in system
Your shit be soundin' this

Big things, thick chains, ain't changed
Get in the four dot six range
mayn, switch slanes every town I hit you
Switch slames bitch big caine

I givin' 'em whiplash I'm whippin' the whip fast
Which one pick one nigga I gotta six
Continental T's no tense I got a thick stab
Big cigar, old money, when I it is so funny

switches, slam doors on sixes
Big trucks I wanna fuck and it's time to get ass
I turn to hotels on wheels
I got money for a room it's just the that I'm trill

love when I cruise up the boulevard
They have to guess which car I'm a pull out the yard
They know I for dolo and pull off with a broad
away, spend a day tryin' to pull menage

Just Mac is God the hit the ice it's flawless
Run lights I'm the king of New York I'm lawless
Bitches, they wanna hang like in the office
'Cause I push Black Porsches, and Jaguarses

When the rag's off it gat on my lap I'm that
Never trust grimy ass New
'Specially when you're on twenties they get nauseous
Standin' in the azure with white air

You can me in the parkin' lot
at bitches, parkin' lot pimpin'
Everyday we be off the
Workin' with grain, sittin' on

Tryin' to find out dem dollars at
So when I holla at you, holla
we be off the chains
Ain't nuttin' different, parkin' lot

You can catch mac in the parkin' lot, pimpin'
S Five navy sittin' on eighty
That's four dubs not S dub
Stash box, push hot wheel like

Bitches wanna push my world, flash box
One sixty push my wheel, cops
One took my wheel to cash drop
Run sixty you big will, cop

Lookin' the rearview and Mac was wylin'
New driver, screwdriver, cracked column
somethin' stolen, blastin', picture me rollin'
Baghdad picture me rollin'

Now the truth different Mac through coupe roof missin'
I'm the till my fuckin' roof missin'
Mac stay stuck in the to school pigeons
Feathers plucked in the truck from loose chickens, listen

You can me in the parkin' lot
at bitches, parkin' lot pimpin'
Everyday we be off the
Workin' with grain, sittin' on

Tryin' to find out dem dollars at
So when I holla at you, back
Everyday we be off the
Ain't nuttin' different, parkin' lot

Yo aiyyo I dip, dive what can I
I can't fit 'em all the escalade
So I called up murder to further my lot pimpin'
Told 'em get the Impala so I can start

Lay back, recline, they notice the hand
Car movin' driven by the invisible man
Everything on the dash, and
I got a stashbox don't make me spit at you man

In the parkin' lot, where I a lot
I to show my new feet, slide off with a few freaks
Bleek, turn up the beats, up the heat
Then we up the streets, bitch

You can catch me in the lot
Hollerin' at bitches, parkin' lot
we be off the chains
Workin' with grain, on things

to find out where dem dollars at
So when I holla at you, back
we be off the chains
Ain't nuttin' different, parkin' lot

You can catch me in the lot
Hollerin' at bitches, lot pimpin'
we be off the chains
Workin' with grain, sittin' on

Tryin' to out where dem dollars at
So when I holla at you, holla
we be off the chains
Ain't nuttin' different, parkin' lot