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 non-stop (SPREWELL!)
Look like runnin away

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

[Verse 3: P]
Call me Bill cus my seats they be Gucci
And I roll through the hood I got 2 or 3 hoochies
Lou Airbags 'case I crash bad
kidded up like I'm Batman
Represent the
TV I roll that
for a car, no
Hope I blow that, WHOA!

4]
We roll big Benz it's the navigators
In the hood, servin like I'm a restaurant waiter
Blue on the Jag cus I love to shine
Keep it by my so that 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 constant it

[Verse 5:
Roll around in tight
Catch me on the night
I'm just a Yungsta, I roll a license
My dogs is triflin, homie you can when
First one in the on the block with the ice rims
My seats be out, TVs with the lights out
Had these when I passed, try not to wipe out
Dash the wood 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 gonna turn
Bentley, a bucket with chicken I'm like ma, go em now
It's No Limit said it, we all day, no loss
Just lot pimpin, car changin colors
These go hard off

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

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

[Jamaican

9]
I got that whip block off, my ride air ding dong
The nose on my hood just like my ride stay 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, something you've never seen
I'm lean, off thick 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...