Luyện nghe bài hát Side 2 Side

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

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

Front, back, side to side, and pancake
trip out when they see my carro shake shake
Front, back, side to side, corner and
Front, back, side to side, and pancake
People trip out when they see my shake 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 down
No matter where I go they say my tire's the
And next time tell me something I know, I like to roll low
I'm a rolling on hundred-spoke wires
Gotta be thirteen inch Daytons with 5x20 tires
You say you three wheel, I bet that I three wheel higher
Got a chrome extinguisher in case I catch fire
And if I do I'll get myself a '62 or have 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 sparks
Listen to my perros bark, slam it to the everytime I park
But when I I raise it up again
Hit the front down, hit them up again, down, then I get them up

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

Hey a pretty bad ass Cadillac Fleetwood you got there homeboy, '93?

I start my car up and gas her everytime I it I break something
Don't worry, it's nothing we can't fix
'cause I don't stop the pumps bust or until I get a head rush
Or until hynas get in the mix
I hit my switches, the jura me tickets
Whenever you fix it, back to switches
Hynas blowing kisses, throwing out their
Pay me a visit, Lil' Rob, and we can it
You see my six tail-lights I'm at the stop light
Go up at an angle, watch my front dangle
Threw it up on three wheels, but I can hear my squeel
for me to go holmes, my batteries are low holmes