Luyện nghe bài hát Phenominal

Class is now in session...ghetto
dats right...time to the garage [Oww] and pull out large
ooh]..ha ha...quiet money gangstas baby
[Take it to em baby]...fresh out the
it to em baby, baby]...rollin' n holdin'

I make the slab look phenomenal, everytime im up in the
And when i pull up in front of you, you stop in look at the rims
You know it is
ya dig...ya dig...ya dig...ya dig...ya
You who it is
ya dig...ya dig...we on phenomenal shit

1]
I'm a 4th handman, calculating plenty paper
The slab of grass im feelin like a landscaper
Old critical stash and digital dash
71' top down welcome to my history
The watch real spiffy, the jeans
The Lac' Cincinnati Red call it Ken [Grifffffey]
I'm on them big slow down in front of me
Black skin, Gold, lookin' like a Bumble Bee
Super tight, chrome pipes me can u picture this
I'ma u how to make the slab look ridiculous
The seats perferarted, the wood
My car kill relationships thats why them suckers it
I'm in the Welch's Grape Dark Purple if u it
leather Light Tan Hungry Jack biscuits
I'm known for boy rollin' up another kind
Fresh out the shop and on the feein blow ya mind

I make the slab phenomenal, everytime im up in the whip
And when i pull up in front of you, you gotta in look at the rims
You know it is
ya dig...ya dig...ya dig...ya dig...ya
And You who it is
ya dig...ya dig...we always on shit

2]
Chevrolet suburban, 26 tires
Its Charcoal at midnight it hurt ya eyes
Swisha House crime family, wise guys
The Lexus meal the rims come supersized
Slab is commercial, the foreign is a
Ya outta line tryna fix up a Accord
I'ma u how to pull up in cut a curb
I'ma show u how to make that thang look
Grain in ya left fist, cup in ya right
Air on 60 nigga I aint playin'
In a Fruit Punch Impala, Root Cutlass
Pineapple Cush wit the Crushes
Mink floors, Black n feelin' like a Polar Bear
Troopers on the Interstate so i even goin there
Avalanche All Black same Ashanti's
DTS Cadillac and i need company

I make the slab look phenomenal, im up in the whip
And i pull up in front of you, you gotta stop in look at the rims
You what it is
ya dig...ya dig...ya dig...ya dig...ya
And You who it is
ya dig...ya dig...we always on shit

3]
Graduated too kool, comin' outta slab
Hit the top in watch out for the damn fool
I'm gears and pullin' off on the regular
15's bangin' baby don't it cellular
Ain't no because its touch screen new
Its spaceage it all equal blue
Boys playin catch up, to Millenium
7 hot rods and cozy condomeniums

I'ma show ya how to make the slab ferrocious
I'ma make' em fold, then em hold
Then i might pull up ridin' Rolex Gold

I make the slab phenomenal, everytime im up in the whip
And when i pull up in front of you, you gotta stop in at the rims
You know it is
ya dig...ya dig...ya dig...ya dig...ya
You know who it
ya dig...ya dig...we always on shit
I make the slab look phenomenal, im up in the whip
And when i pull up in of you, you gotta stop in look at the rims