Luyện nghe bài hát Popeye's Certified

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

I'm salty
Pretty Tony at the shop
Braggin how I'm cop
Listenin to Royal
chasin
Paper
Paper
Paper
havin
Paper
Don't forget that grab it
I got it on
Tell all them go on home
up in the Lexus Coupe
Color man is two
Bangin out the
Get the yayo it's on to
Now we gotta deal with Frank a pig that fly straight
I'm hot boilin
Cookin crack up at the
Man you think your is bad
Man my is way harder
I'm Popeye's certified a two piece meal and some fries
Man my hair is super laced I don't know about them bald
They call me Ayatollah all up in your
Whether it's a ring tone or a in your phone-a
A lime in Corona
A glock on corna
I fire up in every club because I the owner
Dive like a Navy Seal
My homie got a Coup De Ville
Girls be takin Skittles
But we know that's pills
I to put it down like?
Man boxin bettin on every
Man at the fight we be talkin
I've been at this Jaws was a goldfish
I'm a go everywhere
Except maybe the electric
Man you can my hair
I'm fresh up out the
I'm in the Lex Coupe bumpin Royal Rock
I'm like a new
Man or a shot
So you can tell from the that I'm trying to get you popped
I like fo tres I do it four
You might see me straight out a meter maid
Lookin the Lion King
Specially I'm buying things
Eatin on onion rings
Talkin shit in Burger
I like to side talk all up on the
All up in the store and everything is getting bought
I roll in overlookin scenery
She ask me what I'm thinking
And, yo, I "My jewelry"
She said "that's to me"
I her like a eulogy
She said my hella crackin
I said "that's how it's to be"

I'm a Jaguar in a car
Knockin on the Pearly
Hittin on the
Money all
I do it Das watching tapes of Ronnie Moot?
Back up in the Coupe
Floatin like a
It's my philosophy man of the
like I'm Kenny Parker runnin round with B. D. P.
Yo homie after eight
We down to the Lions Gate
That's the restaurant with the free Henn when you buy a
I'm an earthquake
Shakin up the
Figured out the
To iphone application
I got the recipe the is the rest of me
My car does match my Jordan's and some say that was of me
I'm like The Loch Ness up in a dropped 'Vette
like a chain that you might see up on 'Pacs neck
I'm the last poem
them suckas go on home
How yo is that cologne
I got it on
I'm a new glock holdin down an old block
And even though it's crack rock they protect it it's Fort Knox
We eattin chops with a real Muslim aura
We hit Hawaii it's Pearl Harbor
Tora! Tora!
I say neyamora
Or homie the score-a
And you can ask for what you want but I got for ya