Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin' Vogues

We rollin' vogues wit gold on Cadillac's
Smokin' doja gettin' blowed up, chillin' in the
Smokin on wood 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 wanna all the hoes
In a Lac, gold shoes sittin' on vogues
Say you roll reefer slow
Two niggaz in the back hi straight smokin' my dope
I know you love it you see me ride
You run and hide because you know I'm bringin' it live
And no disrespect, if they cash the
They 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 them sluts to
Plenty game for them so you can't fuck wit me
We comin' straight from the S-O-U-T-H, true
You in the of the Candyman
You crown the man and never playa hate
We get hi everyday
Got some killa ass weed, do you wanna
nigga don't hesitate
Take two puffs of the nigga straight pass it to me
I make yo wanna masturbate
So bend on over and that ass in a faster way
Tonite I can be yo candy
Yo big sticker nut 'em up in a nasty way and.....

[Mr. G]
Well it's Friday night and I'm feelin'
Got a and a pocket full of optimos
Rollin' 4 in my Caddy smokin' weed
Tricks sweatin' me but I ain't finna jock them
(Pimp:But young pimp we can stop them
and show hoes what niggaz from 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 club and show me
And if you scared get up on bud
A fifth of that Henn ??????? and I'ma freak you like you was

Later on let me you up and all around
And yo pants come tumblin' down
This got a squeaky bed but bitch gimme head
And you done we can fuck on the ground
I know you like them freaky sounds
But hold on baby, I know you tryin' to fake the funk
You take me for a young ass punk who can't make ya jump
I'll freak yo ass till yo back get
And I know you ride in my drop-top Lac
Cause it's and it's sittin' on vogues
Wit a candy paint job that'll light the whole up
Are you blind from the shine of my and.....

I know you really know why
This young ass pro I treat them like Eskimos
I treat 'em dirty when the door close
out they clothes till a nigga don't wanna have sex no more
See you never heard before
But that's a young kickin' game ???
What you I got the rest here for
Better the folk
You get boned ????
But shawty I'm a pimp though
And if you know, still get the game to the up to the most
I'm not the kind though
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 that yak on of me
Collard smoke comin' outta me
White comin'
Better the weed, ya better hide the cheese, ya better hide the ki's
That's keeps yo pockets fat
4 or 5 in my Cadillac
bud gettin' blazed in the back
Hoes be actin' scandalous it comes to showin' us love
I'ma tell you hoes up: if you don't fuck don't hang wit us
My crew be bout that dirty shit, all about nutty shit
If you not down to die for it then you must not be it
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