Luyện nghe bài hát Rock My Fitted

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Rock my P. Millers ? in my fitted cap
Rock my P. Millers ? in my fitted cap
(Oh) in my fitted cap (whoa) in my cap
All in the club pullin hoes in my cap

C-Los]
Im in my fitted ride trucks wit the windows tinted
Guttar Boyz in it I dont think you dudes you's a scrimmage
You see me step out wit P. Miller and all the tennis (uh-huh)
In a on a fitted jeans blingin and its drippin
Oh, you boys playin I've token you boys lame
And I hang around guerrillas its I was thousand
Ah man I bank mines and if you yappin thats
I left em solder way yea the them rap titan (oh)
I keep my rim low, it can took it to the right
When I turn it to back that means is bout to fight
But I to the left, cuz I sip that purple Sprite
So Imma, lay its a Spooner come catchin Mobile Sike
Yea like me, I got a plan to rival
Cuz I got a lot of platinum like placks on P
Oh Lord you know C-Los is ready, ducked in my cap
in my fitted cap, high in my fitted cap

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Im special you never seen in my fitted cap money green (okay)
? on the jersey get it cap dawg master (you know)
20s on 26s on the limousines
Son of a hustler I had to sell nice (sell what)
3.8s when Im on a date (ah-ha)
5.8s duckin Lil' Rome I want you in my face (yea)
And I feel some beef I just turn it to the back
Wick it in the eyes then make it lean back (yea)

[Verse: V]
Hat to the side I might be but Im a beats wit it (oh)
Freaky like a searcher starched up and lean and in it (oh)
So I can ball in it (oh) hit ball in it (oh)
Throw my cap on them watchin 3 (?) in it (oh)
Im a rich boy I aint gotta shorty (oh)
Tell lil rich no cops freakin chip shorty (oh)
I do some sacks (oh) crannies look like Shaq homie
Represent Guttar Music the hood got my homie

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[Verse: D]
Im ducked in my fitted up in the cut
I dont in my fitted I just throw my hood up
knuck if you buck we gon catch it to the gut
Cuz Im gone off that drank tryna find a cup but
Lean wit it, rock wit it, yea I my glock wit
Beefin I pop wit it, possibly due gimme (oh)
24s I roll and my pockets full of doe
In the club pullin hoes in my cap
She wanna see my grill the Guttaboy of da
I dont gotta game I spit diamonds in my mouth
Yea, Im state to I know ya boys dont hate
So I some that'll make ya click jigglelate
Yup, Im so T.R.U.
A red fitted but the diamonds in my so B.L.U.
And yall know what we do
We the proof that keep a lil 22 the rims on the Coupe boy boy

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