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 holla'd 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!)
like they runnin away

[Verse 2:
I'm 80 in the lightin
Duece trays on
The cops try to pull me over but my rims done em
Cus I got 4 models in the back of my
18" bumpin my stuff
the BLOCK UP!

[Verse 3: P]
Call me Ghetto Bill cus my seats be Gucci
And when I roll through the I got 2 or 3 hoochies
Lou Vaton Airbags 'case I bad
Futuristic up like I'm Batman
the PROjects
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 lights on the Jag cus I love to
Keep it by my shorty so we be hard to find
I ain't pay the car note, in about 3
I'd rather, spend my paper on Henney and
when 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 these blinkin when I passed, try not to out
Dash with the wood grain, in the hood man
me on lean car clean we doing big things

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

7: Master P]
We leave the in the window, whodee
Cus it's worth a hundred
V12 with control (cha-cha) engine runnin
P.Miller throwbacks, the convertable shift
Candy paint thong version 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 I saw the cops
They me Richie Rich, I got my name in the seats
X-Box in the and the back DVDs
Got TVs in the head rest the big wide screen
Got the navigation system with the in between
Rollin a coupe with the top when I go outdoors
We roll on old around here, that's 24s

[Jamaican

9]
I got that whip block paint off, my ride air dong
The nose on my hood just like my stay PISSED off
I through yo hood 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 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 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...