Luyện nghe bài hát Summer Time

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

Well Summer time in the city
Now niggas around town, for another sounds, look before the smithy
And even on ball courts, you got the shorties watchin
Doin anythings on they baggy
And kids is fun in the park
But there's a limit, says you best to be home before dark
Now we all know the flavor, were back on the black
Chattin the next door neighbour sayin 'Hi'
The that don't ride
Her on the floor head 'cause the sun keeps gettin in the rock
Little kids in sweaty suits, niggas like Lost Boyz
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 they man makin hits
We in the city

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

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