Luyện nghe bài hát Summer Time

Summer, summer, summer
Summer, summer, summer
Summer, summer, summer

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

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

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

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

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

In borough there's a crew
Of niggas smokin blunts and drinkin
that's the way that us niggas do
With Newports in the ear, concrete sports
And shorties walk around in daisy dukes shorts,
The would be 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 to my peeps when I pass 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 on the rock
132142, that's the rock
See Queens niggas do they
Champagne and rings don't shit
Bang niggas hang in the city

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

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

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

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

It's 98 degrees, everybodies gettin cheese
And a downy in my round, spit is walk in dungaries
When new burgers got a lot 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 down
bounce like that
Smokin as we creep thru the streets
Lost Boyz, they bites and eat meats
They blues, no socks, short skirts, t-shirts, red
Shorty bouncin friends
3 Piece, bbs, cloned out on the
I wanna hit in the car, how skins feel
Shorty the ribbon in the windshield
So one two, is how we do
Summer time, Lost Boyz thru in the city

Summer, summer, summer (summer time 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)