Luyện nghe bài hát Tight Whips

We roll 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 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 they just (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 in the back of my truck
18" Bazooka bumpin my
Waking the UP!

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

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

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

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

[Verse 7: P]
We leave the in the window, whodee
Cus it's worth a hundred
V12 with remote control (cha-cha) runnin
P.Miller throwbacks, the convertable shift
Candy thong version with the iced out chip
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
Sportin to the curb I think I saw the cops
call me Richie Rich, I got my name in the seats
X-Box in the front and the DVDs
Got TVs in the head rest with the big screen
Got the navigation system the phone 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 dong
The nose on my hood like my ride stay PISSED off
I roll through yo they ask me do I call lift off
if it was made out of space with 20s and crishtoff

10]
Go real
These chicks, call me Cleana
A firecracker, big ballin, it's something you've never
I'm sippin lean, off 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 wiling out, all day, all
Cus is my life, my life, my life...