Luyện nghe bài hát Tight Whips

We roll whips, everyday
Bentley, Lex, Mercedes, and
We tight whips, everyday
Hustlin to 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
at ya (BOY!) with the 8 of us 8
But they like my rims just non-stop (SPREWELL!)
Look like runnin away

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

3: Master P]
Call me Ghetto Bill cus my seats they be
And when I through the hood I got 2 or 3 hoochies
Lou Vaton Airbags I crash bad
Futuristic kidded up I'm Batman
Represent the
TV when I that
for a car, no
Hope I don't that, WHOA!

4]
We roll big body Benz the navigators
In the hood, servin freaks I'm a restaurant waiter
Blue lights on the Jag cus I love to
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 the truck stop those things be constant spinnin
I'm a 504 Boy so I'm constant it

[Verse 5:
Roll around in tight
me on the night shift
I'm a Yungsta, I roll without a license
My is triflin, homie you can bite when
First one in the hood on the block with the ice
My seats be out, TVs with 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 turn around
Bentley, a bucket with I'm like ma, go turn em now
like No Limit said it, we all day, no loss
Just parkin lot pimpin, car changin
These boys go off

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

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

[Jamaican

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

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

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