Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin' In That Black Joint

It's my name and know it
The home of the go go will you focus (WALE)
It's my name and know it (WALE)
It's my name and they it

GO

1:]
Ridin in that mean joint, tennis shoes
They on the G cause that sound so sweet to em
If I don't sleep with em I ain't got no for em
Mommy what you speakin for, you ain't tryna leave us
To those youngins I ain't gon follow those
Hell no, go
to my prada clothes
Pop pill o in my town, holmes, gotta flow
Cheese call me john, knock em like a domino
All of those hoes rollers n goin be fo
Yeah I got bread you don't we goin shoppin (NO)
If we go shoppin believe we gon change clothes
I'm sax fifth leaving them at the rainbow
My focus is I no lie
She not follow me, this is optometry
Lean peel lambos that's the only way it's be
The equivalent I'm sittin on 23s

Ridin my windows down (down)
Errbody see us, and even if they don't gon feel it through the speakers
Know us the rap 4 3 on the sneakers
See us a G dub A L E we be
Ridin in black joint lookin for some
Ridin ridin ridin in that joint lookin for some
Ridin ridin ridin in black joint lookin for some
Ridin ridin ridin in black joint lookin for some action

2:]
I am the one, yo, she a bum, yo,
Shine 365, hoes, I the sun blow
like a lawnmower, cheese like a mousehole
I use a mint best believe a nigga mouth gross
The onomatopoeias get them auto pieces
Matter o I don't need em I just rock my diesels
Speakin on the beats I can beat it till bleedin
Easily his teef in... let me tell you who I'm is (WALE)
Yea, you better act you know, youngin
The cold, ho'd up and hit the dos runnin
The whole summer they been waitin for a youngin,
Georgia to florida, I floss I'm sumthin lovely,
I am the up and coming, when I am stuntin,
Ain't sold a record yet but money still come in
An I frontin nuh uh, an I don't want em nuh uh
Street like roommates and shinin numbers

3:]
Now to the left it [x3]
Don't with it
Now to the right whip it
You got a right, mrs
Now to the whip it [x3]
Don't stop it
Now to the right whip it
You got a mrs

GO

4:]
Black G wagon big rubber
Cash in my pants got the city sin
Yea I'm bad and I'm outta liquors fashion
Established, hack em bag o from my sad n
But nah I'm in that thang, no, nah that's the joke
European tag man I'm speakin never tho
Easy the lanes ya'll lames can't shake through my name
Wale, see ya nigga tell it to me