Luyện nghe bài hát Tight Whips

We tight whips, everyday
Bentley, Lex, Mercedes, and
We roll whips, everyday
Hustlin to make a big buck, but ok

1]
They say the top acting funny
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 they just non-stop (SPREWELL!)
Look they runnin away

2: Magic]
I'm 80 in the lightin
Duece trays on
The cops try to pull me over but my rims blinded em
Cus I got 4 models in the of my truck
18" bumpin my stuff
the BLOCK 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 Airbags 'case I 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 I'm a restaurant waiter
Blue lights on the Jag cus I to shine
Keep it by my shorty so we be hard 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 stop things be constant spinnin
I'm a 504 Boy so I'm with it

5: Yungsta]
Roll around in whips
Catch me on the night
I'm just a Yungsta, I without a license
My dogs is triflin, homie you can when
First one in the on the block with the ice rims
My be piped out, TVs with the lights out
Had blinkin when I passed, try not to wipe out
Dash with the wood grain, still in the 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 I'm like ma, go turn em now
like No Limit said it, we all day, no loss
Just parkin lot pimpin, car colors
boys 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, the convertable shift
Candy thong version with the iced out chip
Yokahama tires, whodee, but I got 3
No Limit Boys we thuggin I get a high for week!

[Verse 8: Romeo]
I'm fish my dad, and I'm rollin on drops
Sportin Sprewell to the curb I I saw the cops
They call me Rich, I got my name in the seats
X-Box in the front and the back
Got TVs in the head rest with the big screen
Got the navigation with the phone in between
Rollin a coupe the top down when I go outdoors
We roll on old around here, that's 24s

[Jamaican

9]
I got that whip paint off, my ride air ding dong
The nose on my just like my ride stay PISSED off
I through yo hood they ask me do I call lift off
Like if it was made out of space 20s and crishtoff

10]
Go glistens
chicks, call me Mista Cleana
A firecracker, big ballin, it's something you've seen
I'm sippin lean, off thick playin on 6 TV
Interior green, 24s, but you know, it ain't no
HAH

[Verse 11: P]
We fab, let our bling bling show
Driveway a dealership, don't walk no more
We out, all day, all night
Cus is my life, my life, my life...