Luyện nghe bài hát Parking Lot Pimpin'

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

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

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

Six-four switches, slam doors on
Big when I wanna fuck and it's time to get ass
I automobiles to hotels on wheels
I got money for a room it's just the fact I'm trill

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

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

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

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

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

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

Bitches wanna push my world, they box
One sixty push my wheel, mash
One took my wheel to cash drop
Run you big will, match cop

through the rearview and Mac was wylin'
New driver, screwdriver, cracked steering
Pushin' stolen, blastin', picture me rollin'
Baghdad couldn't me rollin'

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

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

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

Yo aiyyo I dip, dive can I say?
I can't fit 'em all the escalade
So I called up to further my parkin' lot pimpin'
Told 'em get the Impala so I can dippin'

Lay back, seat recline, notice the hand
Car movin' driven by the invisible man
on the dash, digital and
I got a fast stashbox make me spit at you man

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

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

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

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

Tryin' to out where dem dollars at
So I holla at you, holla back
Everyday we be off the
nuttin' different, parkin' lot pimpin'