Luyện nghe bài hát Summer Time

Summer, summer, time
Summer, summer, summer
Summer, summer, summer

listen Summer time in the city
Now niggas ride around town, for another sounds, look before the
And even on courts, you got the shorties watchin fellas
Doin anythings on baggy shorts
And kids is having fun in the
But there's a limit, moms you best to be home before dark
Now we all know the flavor, back on the black moms
Chattin with the next door neighbour sayin
The folks that don't
Her hands on the floor head 'cause the sun keeps in the rock
Little kids in sweaty suits, with niggas like Lost
t-shirts or the boots
Standin on the van with, I'm at chicks
Takin from the vooda, and sips from the Mystics
Lex, coups, beemers and
Niggas hangin with man makin hits
We bouncin in the

Summer, summer, time (summer time in the city)

Summer, summer, time (summer time in the city)

Summer, summer, time (summer time in the city)

Summer, summer, time (summer time in the city)

In every borough there's a
Of niggas smokin and drinkin brew
'Cause that's the way us niggas do
With Newports in the ear, concrete sports
And walk around in daisy dukes shorts, bounce
The be throwin jams in the park
When the buddha is sparked, they get together dark
GG and G tapes are bangin, it's strictly Nice
And hat black, when me and my niggas are sayin
I'm given beats to my peeps when I through
In 89, 'cause shorties smoke grass too
To make a avenue, in god rule
40 Be, that is lee, I too
And to my peoples on the
132142, Yeah that's the
See Queens do they thing
and rings don't hold shit
Bang real hang in the city

Summer, summer, summer (summer time in the city)

Summer, summer, time (summer time in the city)

Summer, summer, summer time (summer in the city)

Summer, summer, time (summer time in the city)

It's about 98 degrees, everybodies cheese
And a downy in my round, spit is walk in dungaries
When new got a lot around the corner
See a and you want, now you best to push up on her, right?
I lay my act, slick back, 40 ounce down south
bounce like that
Smokin charm as we thru the streets
Lost Boyz, they and they eat meats
blues, no socks, short skirts, t-shirts, red Reebok
Shorty with friends
3 Piece, bbs, out on the Benz
I hit in the car, how them skins feel
Shorty with the ribbon in the
So one two, is how we do
Summer time, Lost Boyz comin in the city

Summer, summer, summer time (summer in the city)

Summer, summer, summer time (summer in the city)

Summer, summer, time (summer time in the city)

Summer, summer, summer time (summer in the city)