Luyện nghe bài hát Tight Whips

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

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

[Verse 2:
I'm doing 80 in the
trays on shine
The cops try to pull me over but my done blinded em
Cus I got 4 in the back of my truck
18" Bazooka bumpin my
Waking the UP!

[Verse 3: P]
Call me Ghetto Bill cus my they be Gucci
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 I'm a restaurant waiter
Blue on the Jag cus I love to shine
Keep it by my shorty so that we be hard to
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 constant it

5: Yungsta]
Roll in tight whips
me on the night 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 with the ice rims
My seats be out, TVs with the lights out
Had these blinkin when I passed, try not to out
Dash with the wood grain, in the hood man
Catch me on lean car clean we doing big

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

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

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

[Jamaican

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

10]
Go glistens
These chicks, me Mista Cleana
A firecracker, big ballin, it's something you've never
I'm sippin lean, off playin on 6 TV screens
Interior green, 24s, but you know, it no thing
HAH

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