Luyện nghe bài hát Rugers In The Trunk

Ruger, Rell,
I like cars, clothes,
But I got a gun man, Rugers at that
You know I'm rockin' out with

I got in the trunk
Pull and dump
Rugers in the
over and dump
(Repeat)

1:
When it come to them guns, a pro
I cock it back, it, let it blow
No niggaz too big, no niggaz too
And it come to coke, my middle name is U-Haul
I move it all (You it all?)
right, I move it all
From the soft to the that nigga Rell is on his job
And dude I'm what a baller be, that's why your girl me
wasn't moving so we took it up to Albany
Upstate, New York, fiends that dough
They put it in arm or sniff it up they nose
Mac'll leave 'em dead, I he a fed
Cuz when he front you birds he don't be for his bread
rolling on the ride
Break ya jaw and you eatin' chicken noodle soup with soda on the side
Yeah, cuz you's a chump, so what you want
I got Mac's, AR-15's, but of all

2:
Two dope strips, plus I'm guns
If ya right, you can buy you one
There's Rugers on deck, the is too
Plus them small dilligers fit up in your shoe
Cash back home, and he on his ish
My workers took a lost, but they back on the
Drive Weeks Ave in the Porsche, seats is low
We play this little game called "Where you keep the dough?"
Is it in the ceiling, is it in the
Is the Ruger gon' pop if you don't me more
And no you not a hustler, touched a brick
You like Isaiah, you can't handle the nicks
Never been on the grind, play with them dimes
Have 'em in that black S5-50 reclined,
And nigga you's a chump, so nigga what you
That pump sittin' on the seat, but homie