Luyện nghe bài hát Rugers In The Trunk

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

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

1:
When it come to them guns, a pro
I it back, squeeze it, let it blow
No niggaz too big, no niggaz too
And when it come to coke, my name is U-Haul
I move it all (You it all?)
Damn right, I it all
From the soft to the hard that Rell is on his job
And I'm what a baller be, that's why your girl calling me
Dope wasn't so we took it up to Albany
Upstate, New York, fiends spending dough
put it in they arm or sniff it up they nose
Mac'll 'em dead, I think he a fed
Cuz when he front you birds he don't be checkin' for his
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 selling
If ya right, you can buy you one
There's Rugers on deck, the is too
Plus small dilligers that fit up in your shoe
Cash home, and yeah he on his ish
My workers took a lost, but they back on the
Drive through Weeks Ave in the Porsche, is low
We gon' this little game called "Where you keep the dough?"
Is it in the ceiling, is it in the
Is the Ruger pop if you don't tell me more
And no you not a hustler, never touched a
You like Isaiah, you can't handle the nicks
Never been on the grind, play with them dimes
Have 'em in that S5-50 reclined, yeah
And nigga you's a chump, so what you want
That pump sittin' on the seat, but homie