Luyện nghe bài hát Rollin' Vogues

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

Well I wanna pimp all the
In a L-Dog Lac, shoes sittin' on vogues
Say you roll reefer slow
Two niggaz in the back gettin' hi straight smokin' my
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 the check
comin' out wit the .45 between they eyes
Young can you feel me
I know you wanna me but you can't touch the G
I got dick for them sluts to
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 crown the man and never playa hate
We get hi everyday
Got some ass weed, do you wanna participate
Fuck nigga hesitate
Take two puffs of the nigga straight pass it to me
I yo girl wanna masturbate
So bend on and shake that 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 night and I'm feelin' aight
Got a and a pocket full of optimos
Rollin' 4 deep in my Caddy weed
sweatin' me but I ain't finna jock them hoes
(Pimp:But young pimp we can stop hoes
and show them what niggaz from the South be like)
Get on in, we got and gin
But tell yo friend we goin' to the fight tonite
up the doors to the club and show me love
And if you get up on this bud
A fifth of that Henn ??????? and I'ma freak you like you was

Later on let me lick you up and all
And watch yo pants tumblin' down
This lame got a squeaky bed but bitch gimme
And when you we can fuck on the ground
Cause I know you them freaky 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 ya jump
I'll freak yo ass till yo get slumped
And I know you ride in my drop-top Lac
Cause pretty and it's sittin' on vogues
Wit a candy job that'll light the whole block up
Are you from the shine of my spokes and.....

I you really wanna know why
This young ass pro I treat hoes like Eskimos
I treat 'em dirty cold the door close
Comin' out they clothes till a don't wanna have sex no more
See you never heard before
But that's a playa kickin' game ???
you think I got the rest here for
Better the folk
You get when ????
But yeah shawty I'm a though
And if you didn't know, still get the game to the up to the
I'm not the kind though
But if you bold I'll lay you down 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
Better the weed, ya better hide the cheese, ya better hide the ki's
That's what yo pockets fat
4 or 5 in my Cadillac
Smokin' bud blazed in the back
Hoes be actin' scandalous when it comes to showin' us
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 that nutty
If you not down to die for it then you not be lovin' it
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