Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday Night

Believe it,
You we the 1 stunnas
How you that, nigga
Look,

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

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

Mercedes trucks, Lexus
Cadillac trucks, all the best for your
Six TV's with DVD's, twenty-G's worth of
So a can hear me, we shine and floss

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

Corner pocket down we gon' be there tonight
It's wall to wall, and dogs
actin' crazy they ready to ball

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

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

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

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

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

I will buy Bentley body real
Sixteen no license still drive
That's a wild fella, your wife, I'll sell her
I'm up in the 2000 compressor yellow

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

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

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

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

That remote hand it here, with chandeliers
He don't America on line up in here
Lay it down when I park it Iceberg
'cross the street sayin', "Watch me start this"

Excursion from thirty away
niggas go and say, "How the fuck he did that?"
"You heard he live at?"
"Piranhas and iguanas, and glass"

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

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

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

How you love

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

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

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

Vettes, vipers, trucks, and
Pullin' all shit out on a Sunday night
Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and still
Man, shit stop, keep it real

Understand, we gon' this real
Goin' 2001 on up to 3000
I'ma [unverified], I ain't nowhere
For sure, Fresh, without a doubt,

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

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

You can my shoes
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
now, if y'all can see, you gon' see
Nothin' but a brown-skin nigga, dip
platinum, nothin' but ice, nothin' but ice, ice everywhere
Ten karats in my grill and I it real
How you love that