Luyện nghe bài hát Tricken Every Car I Get

I chopped the top off a top
I tricked the interior out mink
Then I add the on the feet
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 single car I get

Nightrider in the black Rolls, tell 'em I'm
On top of glass, covered in black, tell 'em I'm
Losing control, I'm lane to lane, you would I was slippin'
Prolly cause I Edgar to spray 'em til he drippin'
Now paint wet, your bitch
Got diamonds flood my
Gettin' headshots I called that murder to go ride slow it's Texas
Got a attitude, that give a fuck
About 50 plus when I jet
No test drive I let her go out nor I bet you hate that she this
I flex and pull lights out
This mouthpiece I got out
I'm tricky 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 tricked the interior out with
Then I add the shoes on the
You can hear my car comin' up the
I'm every single car I get
I'm every single car I get
I'm tricken single car I get
I'm tricken every car I get

Gotta have a top, Lousiana a hot spot
If it a drop, I send it to Cali and get it chopped
50 heads stay cocked, so you can see the
Former d-boy I remember I used to them down
Paint wet, ooh 'em like that
Boosie foreign and I paid 400 flat
Four 12's in the back, have a little noise
Four deep on the mollies, we real Geto Boys
In my yard, several cars, 'em to my esé
Spray that thang candy but might wreck the next day
Peanut inside, covered up in plastic
Stash everywhere, ride fly everywhere
Boosie!

I chopped the top off a top
I tricked the interior out with
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 single car I get

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

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