Luyện nghe bài hát Side 2 Side

It's to ride
Front, back, side to
and pancake
Haha, make my car shake

My got so many pumps and dumps
Hydraulics, custom paint, and bumps
I need in my low-low
I go hook it up with them vatos who can it up
it up from the bottom up, homeboy tear it up
When I'm done juice them up, go back out and use up
Front, back, side to side, and pancake
People trip out when they see my carro shake like a California earthquake
I take, many chances on this that dances
a ruca, ass up, titties down
So Chevys you would think we're in the 60's
Now I'm through, grab a tissue my dispenser
another 45 for me and change the record
My hurts from hitting all day
You play you pay but that's ok, I'll hit my switches til the day I away

Front, back, to side, corner and pancake
People out when they see my carro shake shake
Front, back, side to side, corner and
Front, back, to side, corner and pancake
People trip out when they see my carro shake
Front, back, to side, corner and pancake

I hit my switches up, I hit my switches
I put the top up, I put the top down
No matter where I go say my tire's the glow
And next time tell me something I don't know, I to roll low
I'm a lowrider on hundred-spoke wires
be thirteen inch Daytons wrapped with 5x20 tires
You say that you three wheel, I bet that I wheel higher
Got a chrome just in case I catch fire
And if I do I'll get myself a '62 or have some fun in a rag-top '61 and done
That's Q-Vo, Q-Vo, I got the iches to hit the
People tripping, how I lit this, street up with
Listen to my bark, slam it to the ground everytime I park
But when I leave I raise it up
Hit the front down, hit them up again, down, then I get them up

Hey that's a pretty bad ass convertible you got there homeboy, '63?

Hey that's a pretty bad ass Cadillac Fleetwood you got there homeboy,

I start my car up and gas her everytime I dance it I something
worry, it's nothing that we can't fix
'cause I don't stop until the pumps bust or until I get a rush
Or until some get in the mix
I hit my switches, the gives me tickets
Whenever you fix it, back to switches
blowing kisses, throwing out their digits
Pay me a visit, Rob, and we can kick it
You see my six when I'm at the stop light
Go up at an angle, watch my tire dangle
Threw it up on three wheels, but I can hear my squeel
Time for me to go holmes, my are low holmes