Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin' Vogues

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

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

[Mr. G]
Well it's Friday and I'm feelin' aight
Got a pound and a full of optimos
Rollin' 4 deep in my Caddy weed
Tricks sweatin' me but I finna jock them hoes
(Pimp:But pimp we can stop them hoes
and them 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
up the doors to the club and show me love
And if you get up on this bud
A fifth of that ??????? and I'ma freak you like you never was

Later on let me you up and all around
And watch yo pants come tumblin'
This got a squeaky 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 me for a young ass punk who can't make ya jump
I'll yo ass till yo back get slumped
And I know you wanna in my drop-top Lac
Cause it's pretty and it's sittin' on
Wit a candy paint job that'll light the whole up
Are you blind the shine of my spokes and.....

I know you really wanna why
This young ass pro I treat them hoes like
I treat 'em cold when the door close
Comin' out they till a nigga don't wanna have sex no more
See you never heard before
But that's a young playa kickin' ???
What you think I got the rest 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 really the kind
But if you bold enough I'll lay you and we can fuck on the flo'
So.....

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