Luyện nghe bài hát Popeye's Certified

I'm Pina Colada Impala
Rubber band the big
Runnin things they will
Rollin up the mayne
Jumpin outta a Coupe
M R G a suit
tailored up
And don't the flavor,

I'm super
Pretty at the barber shop
Braggin how I'm cop
Listenin to Rock
chasin
Paper
gunnin
Paper
havin
Paper
Don't forget that grab it
I got it on
Tell all them suckas go on
up in the Lexus Coupe
Color man is two
Bangin out the
Get the yayo on to chi-chi
Now we gotta deal with Frank a pig don't fly straight
I'm hot boilin
Cookin up at the Carter
Man you your freak is bad
Man my is way harder
I'm Popeye's certified a two piece and some small fries
Man my hair is super laced I don't know about bald guys
call me Ayatollah all up in your Motorola
Whether it's a ring tone or a picture in phone-a
A in your Corona
A glock on your
I fire up in every club I know the owner
Dive just like a Seal
My homie got a Coup De Ville
Girls be love Skittles
But we know poppin pills
I like to put it down
Man boxin bettin on round
Man at the fight we be talkin
I've at this since Jaws was a goldfish
I'm a go everywhere
Except maybe the electric
Man you can smell my
I'm fresh up out the
I'm back in the Lex Coupe Royal Rock
I'm a new glock
Man or a hoop
So you can tell the beginning that I'm trying to get you popped
I like fo tres I do it four
You see me straight cursin out a meter maid
Lookin the Lion King
when I'm buying things
Eatin on onion rings
Talkin in Burger King
I like to side talk all up on the
All up in the store and everything is getting bought
I roll in greenery overlookin
She ask me I'm thinking about
And, yo, I "My jewelry"
She "that's cool to me"
I read her like a
She said my hella crackin
I said "that's how supposed to be"

I'm a in a foreign car
on the Pearly gates
Hittin on the
all Americana
I do it Das watching tapes of Ronnie Moot?
up in the Lexus Coupe
Floatin like a
It's my philosophy man of the
like I'm Kenny Parker runnin round with B. D. P.
Yo homie it's after
We goin down to the Lions
That's the restaurant with the free Henn you buy a steak
I'm like an
up the foundation
Figured out the
To your application
I got the the menu is the rest of me
My car does match my Jordan's and some say that was of me
I'm like The Loch sittin up in a dropped 'Vette
Hangin like a chain that you might see up on 'Pacs
I'm like the last
them suckas go on home
How much yo is cologne
I got it on
I'm like a new glock holdin an old block
And even though it's crack rock they protect it like Fort Knox
We pork chops with a real Muslim aura
We hit Hawaii like Pearl Harbor
Tora! Tora!
I say neyamora
Or what's the score-a
And you can ask for what you but I got nothing for ya