Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin' Da Chevy

J

we finally warm day it's clean in january
see I hopped on out my drop-top again we rollin'chevy
pearl paint green top's and them goldies
dirty shoes and I can't go I just say hoe's please
colla clean pass 'em on tight to my woodgrain
system bumpin' greatest weed smokin' saves my
time to get it sprayed niggaz every color I get
every I make one of some fruit juice gotta come wit' it
on a dime and a 4 instead of 35
higher than mile tha moon on tha black havin' side
stereo illin' on some sacs lord knows I can't without it
everytime I flame these tricks lil' gun I wanna shout about it
but these niggaz kill me when all they wanna do
pop these slugs up but they wanna get fucked up youz a damn fool
so I be like you foolz go downward every single day
I ride clean drop top's and mean chevrolet, bustaz

scopin' these niggaz out on the next block I know they hoe asses pushin'
them
they boomin' whole sales fuckin' up my mail so I gotta them down
(will rest soon!)

dj

is it that
got my mind clickin'
could it be erk and
dippin' tha greens
you so clean
you so
a nigga drunk as hell, flowin' through my blood stream
flaggin' down on tha road rolled to tha cut
honey come hide out where niggaz be smoked out on them
malikai, you so
let me hit grapefruit gin
hopped back in tha pearl doin' about 110
on my face
'cause I know I'm 'bout to it rich
triple six '95 and we runnin' shit
niggaz know tha scope I'm toes on these funky hoes
everytime you see tha chevy it be full of smoke...