Luyện nghe bài hát Trees

[Chorus: Baby & Angel Dust]
Let's take it to Miami, daddy, out to
Let's it out to Georgie, sugar, Atlanta, Georgia
take it out to Cali, daddy, to California
Let's it New York and meet a gang of New Yorkers
Cause I 'em all
In and out of the
In and out of some cars, I, just barely bought
What, it be
Cash or
can take picture, I promise to say "Trees!" (Trees!)

[Hook: Baby Bash & Dust]
Dun, guh-dun-guh-dun-gun, dun
Let's it down to Texas, where they be gettin' wreckless
dirt
Dun, guh-dun-guh-dun-gun, dun
Let's take it to Chicago, back, to
we go
Dun, guh-dun-guh-dun-gun, dun
Let's take it to France and Germany
On the
Dun, guh-dun-guh-dun-gun, dun
Sugar, it's on me, forget the cost be
ya thang, now

[Verse 1: Bash (Angel Dust)]
Ain't nothin' wrong with a bit of lightweight thang
They want me to my name (WHO BE US!)

V-Town, all the
Take a with ya phone number, not attached
Off to Sweden, I was leavin' them horn attacks
Somebody gets to clownin' and we all of that
muh'fucker got jokes
On the way
To the
my folks

From the Bay, to L.A., to Monte Ray
Tejas, where the trill players play
To all you Unsigned Hype, without a
Here's a peak
For your ass when the time's

[Repeat & Hook]

2: Pitbull]
Damn, diggy-diggy, damn,
Mami over off that chingy-chang, chang
Where you
Cali, they do the thang
I'm a ya to Texas
they slow it down, mayne
Forget crackin', screw and it, to make a profit
Miami, Atlanta, the land of the
Where used to pump bass to keep the fiends crunk
Now we get crunk when the bass (What?)
They ain't ready for what's about to
?? put it down with in Manhattan
Dite, que
I got the on lock
From Puerto Rico to Cuba, this is somethin' they can't (Como!)