Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin' Thru Atlanta

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1
im thru atlanta and im hangin out da d-double door
a famous thrower scrapped up travis barkler clothes
breakin down the foolio so we call it that cole
i aint got no midtown we dont smoke shit no mo
i hit da lot like da store and im at that hoe on 24
then i let my screen fall im da man like low
they lookin so i whip it slow grab my chain and a pole
i put this on everything everywhere i go i show
im showin up and showin at big faces and im not
upgraded out the where he at everytime you step it up a
im blowin dro on 24 countin bread and hoe

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2
im ridin thru atlanta stay clean in atlanta im a god damn rebel in these of atlanta
a young santana wear no bandana
im of old school vette like how they in alabama
magic body tell em wish they woulda left
now im one sixty six so baby bop im back
tvs in the headrest 24s up on the
and yeah i a couple broads ready anytime to freak
the man yeah i am im blowin bout a hundred grand
poppin rubberbands like it aint cuz i know i can
beat thangs cuz they lil black they jumpin at the corner store

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3
im im swervin im slidin and mergin'
im bout to kill em so hard yo car gon a searchin
steering wheel wood grain blue candy paint
im floatin so wide wit a jar full of that purple stank
now say it and i told you so i always keep a of dro
i keep a bad bitch but still i never trust a hoe
now im the type let you know see i aint wit no fuck shit
cuz i dont really give a damn my attitude fuck this

4
man fuck that ima up stuntin wit the top back
my not from around here they like where shorty cop that
follow this car here and gon take you where the squad at
i know yo boy been practicin but i think it hard yet
im all him let me be the to tell you bout him
anything you want you get for the amount yeah
hustle man why im blowin dro and sittin on 24s

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