Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday Night

Believe it,
You know we the 1
How you diggin' that,
Look,

Went to Miami bought a Lam', and sure
My Bentley, Fresh Bentley on dubs
Carlo's, Cadillac's, and Jags
If it ain't a V-8, shit ain't fast

Vettes, vipers, trucks, and
Pullin' all that shit out on a Sunday
superstars, cars, and broads
Everybody wan' a hot boy

Mercedes trucks, trucks
Cadillac trucks, all the best for buck
Six TV's DVD's, twenty-G's worth of sound
So a nigga can hear me, we and floss

We pay the ten-G's a night, we buyin' the ball
But one thing, things ain't changed
Find me at a second line doin' my
I'm ice, I pocket pipe

Corner pocket goin' down we gon' be tonight
wall to wall, killers and dogs
Niggas crazy they ready to ball

They shoutin' at Nolia, at Melph
at yo, everybody to the South
They shoutin' at Nolia, at Melph
They at Yo, everybody to the South

See, a 3rd ward don't play that shit
You get outta line, kill you quick
See, a 3rd ward nigga don't that shit
You get outta line kill you quick

Vettes, vipers, trucks, and
Pullin' all shit out on a Sunday night
Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and still
Shorty, don't stop nigga, keep it real

Look, Vettes, vipers, trucks, and
all that shit out on a Sunday night
Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals
Nigga, shit stop playa, keep it real

Look, now who we? The nigga ridin' in the two-seat
You see more diamonds they got on Blue Streak
You know it's Wheezy goin' off
and Baby bought him somethin' new he showin' off

I buy Bentley body real wide
Sixteen with no license drive
a wild fella, watch your wife, I'll sell her
I'm up in the compressor loud yellow

on skinnies, yeah, killin' ya
Pop the hood, souped up a twelve-cylinder
ridin' big body Benz stop it
I'll pull up next to 'em in a Lam' top

I know they be like, "Man, them boys got to home"
Different color Hummers lookin' a box of crayons
Open up the back sound got they damn achin'
Me, I'm in the back seat playin' a station, what?

Vettes, vipers, trucks, and
Pullin' all that out on a Sunday night
Cutlass, Monte and Regals still
Nigga, shit don't stop, playa, keep it

Look, Vettes, vipers, trucks, and
Pullin' all that out on a Sunday night
Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals
Wodie, shit stop, we gon' keep it real

That remote hand it here, trucks with
He have America on line up in here
Lay it down when I it Iceberg carpet
'cross the street sayin', "Watch me start this"

Excursion thirty feet away
Lil' niggas go and say, "How the he did that?"
"You heard where he at?"
"Piranhas and iguanas, and glass"

"The of his swimmin' pool said, 'Kiss my ass'"
motherfuck it, I take the St. Bernard project
And gut it and make it one big crib
And when you pass in separate ward, out

"That's where Fresh live"
Three-piece livin' set in the back of the Caddy
the alarm that say, "I love you, Daddy"
VCR nigga, unhook it, run the DVD when the satellite crooked

Honey, what you you ain't never seen a big-screen
In the back of the navigator that's green? Chromed out
Twenty-two inch tires, I don't want them, I want the fiber optic
I'm so hot I'm responsible for fires

How you love

Vettes, vipers, trucks, and
Pullin' all that shit out on a night
Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and still
Wodie, don't stop, we gon' keep it real

Look, Vettes, vipers, trucks, and
all that shit out on a Sunday night
Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and still
Wodie, shit don't stop, y'all keep it

Look, Vettes, vipers, trucks, and
all that shit out on a Sunday night
Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals
Shorty, shit stop, let's keep it real

Vettes, vipers, trucks, and
Pullin' all that out on a Sunday night
Cutlass, Carlo's, and Regals still
Man, shit don't stop, it real

Understand, we gon' this real
Goin' 2001 on up to 3000
I'ma [unverified], I goin' nowhere
For sure, Fresh, a doubt, playboy

I meant that shit ball you fall
Believe that,
gon' clone my ass
It's be about eight of me, you see what I'm sayin'
(Huh?)
Without a

They get rid of me
that shit and I'm gone
You can't me, but you can kiss my chain
(Without)
You can kiss my
(Lick the ice)
You can kiss my
(Lick the ice)

You can kiss my
But put your lips on me
(Ice everywhere)
It ain't that
We gon' dip 'em platinum,
(Blows kiss)
Ahh, good

Dip one up, we gon' dip one up
Right now, if can see, you gon' see
Nothin' but a brown-skin nigga, dip
Grill platinum, nothin' but ice, nothin' but ice, ice
Ten karats in my grill and I it real
How you that nigga?