Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin' Da Chevy

J

we finally gotta warm day it's clean in
see I hopped on out my drop-top once again we
pearl paint green top's and them goldies
dirty bitches shoes and I go I just say hoe's please
colla clean pass 'em on that to my woodgrain
system bumpin' greatest weed smokin' my brain
to get it sprayed niggaz steal every color I get
every time I make one of fruit juice gotta come wit' it
on a dime and a 4 instead of 35
higher mile above tha moon on tha black havin' side
stereo illin' on some sacs lord knows I live without it
I flame through these tricks lil' gun I wanna shout about it
but these niggaz kill me when that's all wanna do
pop these slugs up but they still wanna get up youz a damn fool
so I be like watchon' you foolz go every single day
while I ride drop top's and mean chevrolet, bustaz

scopin' these niggaz out on the next block 'cause I know hoe asses pushin'
them
they boomin' whole sales up my mail so I gotta 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 them niggaz be smoked out on them
malikai, you so
let me hit grapefruit 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 runnin'
niggaz know tha scope I'm tipped toes on these funky
everytime you see tha ridin' it be full of smoke...