Luyện nghe bài hát Summer Time

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

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

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

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

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

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

In every there's a crew
Of smokin blunts and drinkin brew
'Cause the way that us niggas do
Newports in the ear, playin concrete sports
And walk around in daisy dukes shorts, bounce
The would be throwin jams in the
When the buddha is sparked, they get together after
GG and G tapes are bangin, strictly Spigg Nice
And that hat black, me and my niggas are sayin
I'm given beats to my when I pass through
In 89, 'cause them shorties 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
Champagne and rings don't hold
Bang real niggas 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)

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

It's about 98 degrees, gettin cheese
And a downy in my round, spit is around in dungaries
When new got a lot around the corner
See a shorty and you want, now you to push up on her, right?
I lay my act, slick sleen back, 40 ounce south
Bounce like that
Smokin charm as we creep thru the
Lost Boyz, they bites and eat meats
They blues, no socks, skirts, t-shirts, red Reebok
bouncin with friends
3 Piece, bbs, out on the Benz
I wanna hit in the car, how them skins
Shorty with the in the windshield
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, summer (summer time in the city)

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