Luyện nghe bài hát Phenominal

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

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 know it is
ya dig...ya dig...ya dig...ya dig...ya
You who it is
ya dig...ya dig...we always on phenomenal

1]
I'm a 4th handman, postman plenty paper
The slab full of grass im feelin a landscaper
Old school critical and digital dash
71' top welcome to my history class
The watch spiffy, the jeans $650
The Cincinnati Red call it Ken Griffey [Grifffffey]
I'm on them big rims slow in front of me
Black skin, Yellow Gold, lookin' a Bumble Bee
Super tight, chrome pipes tell me can u this
I'ma show u how to make the slab look
The seats perferarted, the wood
My car kill relationships thats why suckers hate it
I'm in the Welch's Dark Purple if u missed it
Soft leather Light Tan Hungry biscuits
I'm known for holdin' boy rollin' up kind
Fresh out the and on the streets feein blow ya mind

I the slab look phenomenal, everytime im up in the whip
And i pull up in front of you, you gotta stop 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 perelli
Its Charcoal Gray at midnight it ya eyes
House crime family, H-Town wise guys
The Lexus meal the rims come supersized
is commercial, the foreign is a posterboard
Ya outta line tryna fix up a Honda
I'ma show u how to pull up in cut a
I'ma show u how to make thang look superb
Grain in ya left fist, cup in ya right
Air on 60 nigga I aint playin'
In a Fruit Punch Impala, Beer Cutlass
Cush wit the Strawberry Crushes
Mink floors, Black n White feelin' a Polar Bear
Troopers on the Interstate so i even goin there
All Black same color Ashanti's
DTS Cadillac and i need company

I the slab look phenomenal, everytime 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 switchin' gears and off on the regular
15's bangin' baby don't call it
Ain't no Noss because its touch new
Its visual it all equal blue
Boys playin up, welcome to Millenium
7 figure hot rods and cozy

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

I make the slab look phenomenal, everytime im up in the
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 look phenomenal, everytime im up in the whip
And when i pull up in front of you, you gotta stop in at the rims