Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin' Da Chevy

J

we finally gotta warm day clean in january
see I on out my drop-top once 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
clean pass 'em on that tight to my woodgrain
system bumpin' greatest weed smokin' saves my
time to get it sprayed steal every color I get
every I make one of some fruit juice gotta come wit' it
smokin' on a dime and a 4 of 35
higher than mile above tha moon on tha black havin'
stereo illin' on some sacs lord knows I can't without it
everytime I flame through these lil' gun I wanna shout about it
but these niggaz kill me when all they wanna do
pop these slugs up but they still wanna get up youz a damn fool
so I be like you foolz go downward every single day
while I ride clean top's and mean chevrolet, bustaz

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

dj

is it marijuana
that got my mind
it be erk and jerkin'
dippin' tha greens
you so clean
you so
a nigga drunk as hell, liqa flowin' through my blood
flaggin' down hoes on tha road to tha cut
honey come out where them niggaz be smoked out on them
malikai, you so
let me hit that gin
back in tha pearl thang doin' about 110
grin on my
'cause I know I'm to make it rich
six mafia '95 and we runnin' shit
niggaz tha scope I'm tipped toes on these funky hoes
everytime you see tha chevy it be full of smoke...