Luyện nghe bài hát Tricken Every Car I Get

I the top off a hard top
I tricked the interior out with
Then I add the on the feet
You can my car comin' up the street
I'm tricken single car I get
I'm every single car I get
I'm every single car I get
I'm every single car I get

Nightrider in the black Rolls, 'em I'm trippin'
On top of glass, in black, tell 'em I'm tippin'
Losing control, I'm to lane, you would swear I was slippin'
cause I told Edgar to spray 'em til he drippin'
Now wet, your bitch wetter
Got diamonds flood my
Gettin' headshots I called that murder to go ride slow like Texas
Got a attitude, that don't a fuck
About 50 when I jet this
No test I let her go out nor I bet you hate that she meet this
I flex and pull these out
mouthpiece I got iced out
I'm bitch I'm racked up
Be if I get priced out
These haters ain't gon' say shit, they do gon' get wiped out
Do my in broad day, full speedin' with all my pipes out

I chopped the top off a top
I the interior out with mink
Then I add the on the feet
You can hear my car comin' up the
I'm every single car I get
I'm tricken single car I get
I'm tricken single car I get
I'm tricken every car I get

Gotta have a drop top, a hot spot
If it ain't a drop, I send it to Cali and get it
50 heads cocked, so you can see the razorline
Former d-boy I remember I used to them down
Paint wet, ooh kill 'em like
Boosie foreign and I paid 400 flat
Four 12's in the back, gotta have a little
Four deep on the mollies, we some Geto Boys
In my yard, several cars, send 'em to my
that thang candy but might wreck the whip next day
Peanut butter inside, up in plastic
Stash spots everywhere, ride fly
Boosie!

I chopped the top off a top
I the interior out with mink
Then I add the shoes on the
You can my car comin' up the street
I'm tricken every car I get
I'm tricken every car I get
I'm tricken every car I get
I'm tricken every car I get

I'm in the hood, bitches yellin' love me
Get in this coupe you gon' be naked with body like
Why every time I hit the block faces get ugly
Tell them haters I'm on my game and it ain't nothing me
I my money, get reckless
You seen that bitch that I got
I Lil her, no ceilings
Can't cool me bitch I'm too hot
Can't up, I got change up
I got shit on lock and chained up
Bout 20 goons and they up
Bitch, play with me, you get up
I'm in this
Artillery like
fuck with me, I'm prime time, don't get your whole show cancelled
Every thang gotta do get tuned in, tell 'em I'm on now
This whip do bout 200, tell 'em hoes I'm gone now

I chopped the top off a top
I the interior out with mink
Then I add the shoes on the
You can hear my car up the street
I'm tricken every car I get
I'm tricken every car I get
I'm tricken single car I get
I'm tricken single car I get