Luyện nghe bài hát Rugers In The Trunk

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

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

1:
When it come to guns, Ruger's a pro
I it back, squeeze 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?)
Damn right, I it all
From the to the hard that nigga Rell is on his job
And dude I'm what a baller be, that's why your calling me
wasn't moving so we took it up to Albany
Upstate, New York, fiends that dough
They put it in they arm or sniff it up they
Mac'll leave 'em dead, I he a fed
Cuz he front you birds he don't be checkin' 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 nigga you want
I got Mac's, AR-15's, but of all

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