Luyện nghe bài hát Tight Whips

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

[Verse 2:
I'm 80 in the lightin
trays on shine
The try to pull me over but my rims done blinded em
Cus I got 4 models in the of my truck
18" Bazooka bumpin my
Waking the UP!

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

4]
We big body Benz it's the navigators
In the hood, servin freaks like I'm a restaurant
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, my paper on Henney and blunts
Even when the truck stop those things be constant
I'm a 504 Boy so I'm with it

[Verse 5:
Roll around in whips
Catch me on the night
I'm just a Yungsta, I without a license
My dogs is triflin, 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, still in the man
Catch me on car clean we doing 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 Limit it, we all day, no loss
Just parkin lot pimpin, car changin
These boys go off

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

[Verse 8: Lil'
I'm fish my dad, and I'm rollin on drops
Sportin Sprewell to the curb I 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 the big wide screen
Got the navigation system the phone in between
Rollin a coupe the top down when 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 my ride stay PISSED off
I roll through yo they ask me do I call lift off
Like if it was made out of space 20s and crishtoff

10]
Go glistens
These chicks, me Mista Cleana
A firecracker, big ballin, something you've never seen
I'm sippin lean, off thick 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
Driveway like a dealership, don't walk no
We out, all day, all night
Cus is my life, my life, my life...