Luyện nghe bài hát Side 2 Side

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

My carrucha got so many pumps and
Hydraulics, paint, rims and bumps
Everything I need in my
I go hook it up them vatos who can hook it up
Wrap it up from the up, homeboy tear it up
When I'm done them up, go back out and use some up
Front, back, side to side, corner and
People trip out they see my carro shake like a Southern California earthquake
I take, many chances on this carrucha that
Like a ruca, ass up, down
So many you would think we're in the 60's
Now I'm through, grab a tissue from my
another 45 for me and change the record
My neck hurts hitting all day
You play you pay but that's ok, hit my switches til the day I pass away

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

I hit my up, I hit my switches down
I put the top up, I put the top back
No matter where I go they say my the glow
And next tell me something I don't know, I like to roll low
I'm a rolling on hundred-spoke wires
Gotta be inch Daytons wrapped with 5x20 tires
You say that you three wheel, I bet that I three higher
Got a chrome extinguisher in case I catch fire
And if I do get myself a '62 or have some fun in a rag-top '61 and it's 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 perros bark, slam it to the ground I park
But when I leave I it up again
Hit the front down, hit them up again, down, I get them up again

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

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 break
Don't worry, it's nothing that we fix
'cause I don't stop until the pumps bust or until I get a rush
Or some hynas get in the mix
I hit my switches, the jura gives me
Whenever you fix it, back to switches
Hynas kisses, throwing out their digits
Pay me a visit, Rob, and we can kick it
You see my six tail-lights I'm at the stop light
Go up at an angle, watch my front tire
Threw it up on three wheels, but I can my pump squeel
for me to go holmes, my batteries are low holmes