Luyện nghe bài hát Pourin Up

C]
somethin, bitch!
A trademark (trademark), know what I'm talkin
Young Pimp.. know we doin? (Texas!)

Pimp C]
Smokin out, pourin up, puttin dick up in yo'
All my got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buck x3
I'm smokin out, up, keepin lean up in my cup
All my cars got leather and wood, in my (uh!) we call it {*screwed*}

C]
Grippin grain, switchin lanes, sellin cocaine outta candy
Jammin Lil' Wayne, gotta trunk of bang, cause +Hot Boy+, gotta hot flame
And my hoes pay me, like Baby, that's the only way they can lay me
Niggas shoot slugs but they ain't me, they want Sweet Jones be pushin daisies
But you slow and lazy, you can't fade me, that's the reason I knock ya
How you gon' pimp dick up in her? I told the pimp God that you was a sinner
You takin these hoes out to dinner, the bitch chose me cause she want a winner
I mix a ho up like a blender, ho need a daddy, you'se pretender
I to be a young drug dealer, now I'mma young girl stealer
I hit the streets just like Steve Jackson, nigga say my name watch the priest reaction
Jones or Sweet James? Switched my name and finger fucked the game
The nigga fell off cause his raps are shitty, plus a nigga need to move up out the
The game gritty but the bitch pretty, lemme snort some girl up off ya titty
Ya me right, we play wit our nose
Wear platinum and wit' the Gucci clothes
Paid my dues, I ain't came to lose, I wear Marvin tennis shoes
In the winter time, coat to match the mink on the floor in my candy 'Lac

[Mike
Uh! I'm comin out in that candy thang, 8 carats in my pinky
Drop the top in the parking lot so y'all can see guts & swangs
Candy paint what I'm on, 84's and vogues what I'm tippin on
MOMO wood I'm grippin on, grippin on
I said! Candy paint what I'm flippin on, 84's and vogues what I'm on
Momo wood grain I'm grippin on, codeine in cup I'm on
I hog the lane in that candy train, left to right then I turn up the bang
I'mma say it for those who don't my name, know my name
They call me Mike Jones and I blew up quick, Ice Age the name you can't by the wrists?
I sit on buck in that 6, and I keep that thing real handy bitch!
I keep it trill like and Bun, do hoes bad and leave 'em on the run
Cause I got no love for 'em but hard dick and bubble gum!
I said! I keep it trill like Pimp and Bun, do bad and leave 'em on the run
I don't got no love for 'em but hard dick and bubble gum!
I said! I keep it trill Pimp and Bun, do hoes bad and leave 'em on the run
Cause I don't got no love for 'em but dick and bubble gum!

B]
When I pull the slab out and hit the block, wit' 4's and vogues they clankin out
When they trunks pop, drop the top, don't be you can go in shock
Wit' them neon lights, candy paint, and buckles across the back
Don't disrespect or call this a Cadi, maybe more than just a 'Lac
Some like the white but I'mma the green, purple dro up in the swisha
Horny ladies sittin on the grill, wood grain to it's hard to miss us
We "G" so don't dismiss us, been here before be here later
Down wit' that you the G Code and if you don't then you'se hater
If so, I can't roll wit'cha, it how I do it man
I'm from Texas, P.A. to be exact where we screw it man
U.G.K. for is the family, that's how we get down
Bring them trill niggas to ya hood and shut ya shit
you need to sit down, you outta ya league
Tryna keep up the trill, you just might die of fatigue
You can't the load, you can't handle the weight
Not them boys up out that Lone Star state so get it straight
We be...