Luyện nghe bài hát Rimz Tirez

Take a chance, come dance a cowboy
Playin playin long time ago with childish toys
It's only men in here; deuce inch pirelli
And goodyear niggaz, sip liquor beer
They gave me man of the year, came off the bench for tha liks
Shot the lights out at the
Big chips, big trips, new fits, my money
Full of cheese, my other pocket got green weed
Rap niggaz, we different
Elevate the level of the and the visuals
It's do or die, I need a +priest+, call
Whatever we discuss we meet's between you and i
I'm truly high, red-eyed for the red-eye
Five hours, drinks, I rode all night, shit
Everyday, night's a saloon
Crime blitty, good bottle, dollar tunes

[chorus: goldie
when when you're out there on the ave
When you're 24/7, niggaz don't know the half
My romeo's down on the pedal
My back keeps on the metal
I be coastin and be coastin, hittin three motion
my rimz and tirez

I ain't never seen flesh (hell naw)
Y'all bitch niggaz is flirtin and fuckin death
I was taught to stick with the right and work the left
Never love nothin, never turn and confess
Got catch me in the heat of the act, and run the
Of catchin three to the back, and try walkin with (yeah!)
I ain't goin to the pen for shit, except to up
My ones to get loose and hop the fence
It ain't hard to hard, snatch up a catalogue
Mad dog to niggaz walk up your boulevard (yeah!)
But one day, you feel it (what? )
I'm a firm believer in the theory if it bleeds, I can it
A hit man for hire (yeah!) up in the crossfire
The live wire, a nigga like a vampire
My empire roll and tirez
get with us, forget us and get behind us, muh'fuckers

Ride along, my rimz and tirez
Side

Mr. recycler (what? ) I'm for a sixty-two chevy
And she bad, threw him six and I was read'
(whatchu want me to do? ) to get spic and
Man I'm glad you came and got me from that old man (good lookin)
He me to a spot in long beach, hooked me up with four pumps
(bzzt) but everybody in the hood can't (bzzt)
And I change colors the sun hit me
Fix me up, now my owner slang me for 50?
bling, now I belong to a japanese
And they was quick to me in the magazines
I money (huh? ) I never broke down, fools trippin
(check it out) how cars you see in seoul on streets dippin?
(none) afraid to get that ass slippin (why? )
For me it was an easy
I kept an engine on my ass heat under the dash
(peep game) I was born to lowride on rimz and tirez, yeah

- 2x

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