Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin' Vogues

We vogues wit triple gold on Cadillac's
doja gettin' blowed up, chillin' in the back
Smokin on that got my mind feelin' right for when I ride out tonite
And I'm quick to pull any trick I like because I'm so pimp tight

Well I pimp all the hoes
In a L-Dog Lac, gold shoes sittin' on
Say you wanna roll reefer
Two niggaz in the back gettin' hi smokin' my dope
I you love it when you see me ride
You run and hide because you know that I'm bringin' it
And no disrespect, if they the check
comin' out wit the .45 between they eyes
Young can you feel me
I know you wanna kill me but you touch the G
I got dick for sluts to beat
Plenty for them hoes so you can't fuck wit me
We straight from the S-O-U-T-H, true P-L-A-Y-A
You in the of the Candyman
You best the man and never playa hate
We get hi like
Got some killa ass weed, do you wanna
Fuck don't hesitate
Take two puffs of the blunt straight pass it to me
I yo girl wanna masturbate
So on over and shake that ass in a faster way
I can be yo candy licker
Yo big dick sticker nut 'em up in a way and.....

[Mr. G]
Well it's Friday and I'm feelin' aight
Got a pound and a pocket of optimos
Rollin' 4 deep in my Caddy weed
Tricks sweatin' me but I ain't finna them hoes
(Pimp:But young pimp we can stop hoes
and show them hoes what niggaz the South be like)
Get on in, we got and gin
But tell yo friend that we goin' to the fight
Open up the doors to the and show me love
And if you get up on this bud
A fifth of that Henn and I'ma freak you like you never was

on let me lick you up and all around
And watch yo pants come down
This lame got a bed but bitch gimme head
And when you done we can fuck on the
Cause I know you like them freaky
But on baby, I know you ain't tryin' to fake the funk
You must take me for a young ass who can't make ya jump
I'll freak yo ass yo back get slumped
And I know you wanna in my drop-top Lac
it's pretty and it's sittin' on vogues
Wit a candy paint job that'll light the whole up
Are you blind from the of my spokes and.....

I you really wanna know why
This young ass pro I treat hoes like Eskimos
I treat 'em dirty cold when the door
Comin' out they clothes till a nigga don't have sex no more
See you never heard before
But that's a young kickin' game ???
What you think I got the rest for
Better the folk
You get boned ????
But yeah shawty I'm a though
And if you didn't know, get the game to the up to the most
I'm not really the kind
But if you bold enough I'll lay you down and we can on the flo'
So.....

[Mr. G]
Do you wanna wit me
I got yak on side of me
Collard green comin' outta me
folks comin'
Better hide the weed, ya better hide the cheese, ya hide the ki's
That's what yo pockets fat
4 or 5 niggaz in my
Smokin' bud blazed in the back
Hoes be actin' scandalous when it comes to showin' us
I'ma tell you hoes straight up: if you don't don't hang wit us
My crew be bout that dirty shit, all about that nutty
If you not down to die for it you must not be lovin' it
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