Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin' Da Chevy

J

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

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

dj

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