Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday Night

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

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

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

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

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

Corner pocket goin' we gon' be there tonight
It's wall to wall, killers and
Niggas actin' they ready to ball

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Look, Vettes, vipers, trucks, and
Pullin' all that out on a Sunday night
Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and still
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 I park it Iceberg carpet
Standin' 'cross the street sayin', "Watch me this"

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

"The bottom of his swimmin' said, 'Kiss 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 Mannie live"
Three-piece livin' set in the back of the Caddy
Plus the alarm 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 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 forest

How you that

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

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

Understand, we gon' this real
Goin' into on up to 3000
[unverified], I ain't goin' nowhere
For sure, Fresh, a doubt, playboy

I that shit ball 'til you fall
that, nigga
They clone my ass
It's gon' be about 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 my watch
(Lick the ice)
You can my belt
(Lick the ice)

You can my shoes
But don't put lips on me
(Ice everywhere)
It ain't like
We dip 'em platinum, playboy
(Blows kiss)
Ahh, night

Dip one up, we dip one up platinum
now, if y'all can see, you gon' see
Nothin' but a nigga, dip platinum
platinum, nothin' but ice, nothin' but ice, ice everywhere
Ten karats in my grill and I keeps it
How you that nigga?