Luyện nghe bài hát Tight Whips

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

1]
They say the top ain't funny
He ain't a day
He got the top back, you his new Z28
Holla at ya (BOY!) the 8 of us 8
But they like my rims they non-stop (SPREWELL!)
Look they runnin away

2: Magic]
I'm doing 80 in the
Duece on shine
The cops try to pull me but my rims done blinded em
Cus I got 4 models in the of my truck
18" bumpin my stuff
Waking the UP!

[Verse 3: P]
Call me Ghetto Bill cus my seats they be
And when I roll through the I got 2 or 3 hoochies
Lou Airbags 'case I crash bad
kidded up like I'm Batman
Represent the
TV when I roll
for a car, no
Hope I blow that, WHOA!

4]
We roll big Benz it's the navigators
In the hood, servin freaks like I'm a waiter
lights on the Jag cus I love to shine
Keep it by my shorty so that we be to find
I ain't pay the car note, in about 3
I'd rather, spend my on Henney and blunts
Even when the truck stop those be constant spinnin
I'm a 504 Boy so I'm constant it

5: Yungsta]
Roll in tight whips
Catch me on the shift
I'm just a Yungsta, I roll a license
My is triflin, homie you can bite when
First one in the hood on the block with the ice
My seats be piped out, TVs with the out
Had these blinkin I passed, try not to wipe out
with the wood grain, still in the hood man
Catch me on lean car we doing big things

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

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

[Verse 8: Lil'
I'm tailin my dad, and I'm rollin on drops
Sportin Sprewell to the I think I saw the cops
They call me Rich, I got my name in the seats
X-Box in the front and the back
Got TVs in the rest with the big wide screen
Got the navigation system with the phone in
a coupe with the top down when I go outdoors
We roll on old around here, that's 24s

[Jamaican

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

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

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