Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin' Da Chevy

J

we finally gotta warm day clean in january
see I hopped on out my drop-top once again we
pearl quater green top's and them goldies
dirty bitches shoes and I can't go I say hoe's please
colla clean pass 'em on tight to my woodgrain
system bumpin' greatest weed smokin' my brain
time to get it niggaz steal every color I get
every time I make one of some fruit juice gotta wit' it
smokin' on a and a 4 instead of 35
higher than mile tha moon on tha black havin' side
stereo illin' on some sacs lord knows I live without it
everytime I flame through these tricks lil' gun I wanna about it
but niggaz 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 downward every day
while I ride clean drop top's and chevrolet, bustaz

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

dj

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