Luyện nghe bài hát Tight Whips

We tight whips, everyday
Bentley, Lex, Mercedes, and
We roll whips, everyday
to make a big buck, but that's ok

1]
They say the top acting funny
He holla'd a day
He got the top back, you his new Z28
at ya (BOY!) with the 8 of us 8
But they like my they just non-stop (SPREWELL!)
like they runnin away

[Verse 2:
I'm 80 in the lightin
Duece on shine
The cops try to pull me over but my rims blinded em
Cus I got 4 models in the of my truck
18" Bazooka my stuff
the BLOCK UP!

[Verse 3: P]
Call me Bill cus my seats they be Gucci
And when I roll the hood I got 2 or 3 hoochies
Lou Vaton 'case I crash bad
Futuristic kidded up I'm Batman
the PROjects
TV when I roll
for a car, no
Hope I don't that, WHOA!

4]
We roll big body it's the navigators
In the hood, servin freaks like I'm a waiter
Blue on the Jag cus I love to shine
it by my shorty so that we be hard to find
I pay the car note, in about 3 months
I'd rather, my paper on Henney and blunts
Even when the truck stop those things be constant
I'm a 504 Boy so I'm with it

5: Yungsta]
Roll around in tight
Catch me on the shift
I'm a Yungsta, I roll without a license
My dogs is triflin, homie you can bite
First one in the hood on the block with the ice
My seats be piped out, TVs the lights out
Had these blinkin when I passed, try not to out
Dash with the wood grain, in the hood man
me on lean car clean we doing big things

[Verse 6:
The way we do it
She got a man, but she still turn around
Bentley, a bucket with chicken I'm ma, go turn em now
It's like No said it, we all day, no loss
Just parkin lot pimpin, car colors
boys go hard off

[Verse 7: P]
We leave the tags in the window,
Cus worth about a hundred
V12 with control (cha-cha) engine runnin
P.Miller throwbacks, the convertable shift
Candy paint thong with the iced out chip
Yokahama tires, whodee, but I got 3
No Limit we thuggin I get a high for next week!

[Verse 8: Romeo]
I'm fish my dad, and I'm rollin on drops
Sportin Sprewell to the curb I think I saw the
They me Richie Rich, I got my name in the seats
X-Box in the front and the DVDs
Got TVs in the head rest the big wide screen
Got the system with the phone in between
Rollin a coupe with the top when I go outdoors
We on old days around here, that's 24s

[Jamaican

9]
I got that block paint off, my ride air ding dong
The nose on my hood just like my ride PISSED off
I through yo hood they ask me do I call lift off
Like if it was made out of with 20s and crishtoff

10]
Go real
chicks, call me Mista Cleana
A firecracker, big ballin, it's something you've never
I'm lean, off thick playin on 6 TV screens
green, 24s, but you know, it ain't no thing
HAH

[Verse 11: P]
We ghetto fab, let our bling show
like a dealership, don't walk no more
We out, all day, all night
Cus is my life, my life, my life...