Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin' Vogues

We rollin' vogues wit triple gold on
Smokin' doja gettin' blowed up, in the back
Smokin on that wood got my 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 Lac, gold shoes sittin' on vogues
Say you wanna roll slow
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 it live
And no disrespect, if cash the check
They comin' out wit the .45 between eyes
Young nigga can you me
I you wanna kill me but you can't touch the G
I got dick for them sluts to
Plenty game for them hoes so you 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 crown the man and never playa hate
We get hi everyday
Got killa ass weed, do you wanna participate
Fuck nigga don't
Take two puffs of the blunt nigga pass it to me
I yo girl wanna masturbate
So bend on over and shake ass in a faster way
Tonite I can be yo licker
Yo big dick sticker nut 'em up in a way and.....

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

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

I know you really wanna why
This young ass pro I treat them hoes 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 that
But that's a playa kickin' game ???
What you I got the rest here for
Better the folk
You get boned ????
But yeah shawty I'm a pimp
And if you didn't know, still get the to the up to the most
I'm not really the 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 green smoke outta me
White folks
Better hide the weed, ya hide the cheese, ya better hide the ki's
That's what yo pockets fat
4 or 5 in my Cadillac
Smokin' bud gettin' in the back
Hoes be actin' scandalous when it to showin' us love
I'ma tell you hoes straight up: if you don't fuck don't wit us
My crew be bout that dirty shit, all about that nutty
If you not down to die for it then you not be lovin' it
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