Luyện nghe bài hát Tight Whips

We roll tight whips,
Bentley, Lex, Mercedes, and
We roll whips, everyday
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 just (SPREWELL!)
Look like they away

2: Magic]
I'm 80 in the lightin
Duece trays on
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
the BLOCK 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
Futuristic up like I'm Batman
the PROjects
TV I roll that
for a car, no
Hope I don't that, WHOA!

4]
We roll big Benz it's the navigators
In the hood, servin freaks like I'm a restaurant
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 paper on and blunts
Even the truck stop those things be constant spinnin
I'm a 504 Boy so I'm with it

[Verse 5:
Roll around in 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 on the block with the ice rims
My seats be piped out, TVs the lights out
Had blinkin when I passed, try not to wipe out
Dash with the wood grain, in the hood man
Catch me on car clean we doing big things

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

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

[Verse 8: Romeo]
I'm tailin my dad, and I'm rollin on drops
Sportin Sprewell to the I think I saw the cops
They me Richie Rich, I got my name in the seats
in the front and the back DVDs
Got TVs in the head rest with the big wide
Got the navigation system with the in between
Rollin a coupe with the top down I go outdoors
We roll on old days here, that's 24s

[Jamaican

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

10]
Go real
These chicks, call me Mista
A firecracker, big ballin, it's something you've seen
I'm sippin lean, off playin on 6 TV screens
Interior green, 24s, but you know, it ain't no
HAH

[Verse 11: P]
We fab, let our bling bling show
Driveway like a dealership, walk no more
We out, all day, all night
Cus is my life, my life, my life...