Luyện nghe bài hát Tight Whips

We roll whips, everyday
Bentley, Lex, Mercedes, and
We roll tight whips,
Hustlin to make a big buck, but 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 they just non-stop (SPREWELL!)
Look like they away

2: Magic]
I'm 80 in the lightin
Duece 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]
me Ghetto Bill cus my seats they be Gucci
And I roll through the hood I got 2 or 3 hoochies
Lou Vaton '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 body Benz it's the
In the hood, servin freaks like I'm a waiter
Blue lights on the Jag cus I to shine
Keep it by my shorty so that we be to find
I ain't pay the car note, in 3 months
I'd rather, spend my paper on Henney and
Even when the truck those things be constant spinnin
I'm a 504 Boy so I'm constant it

[Verse 5:
Roll around in tight
Catch me on the night
I'm just a Yungsta, I without a license
My is triflin, homie you can bite when
First one in the on the block with the ice rims
My be piped out, TVs with the lights out
Had these blinkin I passed, try not to wipe out
Dash with the grain, still 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 go hard off

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

[Verse 8: Romeo]
I'm fish my dad, and I'm rollin on drops
Sportin Sprewell to the curb I think I saw the
They call me Richie Rich, I got my in the seats
X-Box in the and the back DVDs
Got TVs in the rest with the big wide screen
Got the navigation with 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 ding
The nose on my hood like my ride stay PISSED off
I through yo hood they ask me do I call lift off
Like if it was out of space with 20s and crishtoff

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

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