Luyện nghe bài hát V.S.O.P.

You can try herb sign "V.S.O.P."
You can try herb sign "V.S.O.P."
You can try that sign "V.S.O.P."
You can try herb sign "V.S.O.P."

fine, yeah, V.S.O.P., V.S.O.P.
V.S.O.P., ohh on
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V.S.O.P., ohh on

Alright, off then let me introduce my self
I'm the C to the O-L-D, one eighty
Ooh, I heard the player with the speech
'Cause it's me KMG, more then sex of the beach

Ooh yes, my brother takes two to the
And since we got them when we get
We better use the angle
So I'm push, in the back of the bush

it's a wonderful for feelin'
Yeah, 'cause we got the good for suckers in ninety deuce
The part of gaffle, the whole gallon of zeuce
So ease up on them, real quick watch me hit them

Brothers on the racial, what we hit them up for
'Cause when I'm on the bounce, I roll wit the set comin' out
To take car, your women, your whole damn house
So now I strapped the quickness "Yeah"
I flex my ends my Benz and let God be the witness

Ooh, I'm teach you how the body slam, let me show you
But steppin' to my I got somethin' dope for you
So zone, to my Willie
And don't be when we do the bug boogie

Yeah, it's like bam bam, bam bam, the sound of my heater
When the ill jumps
I keep it strickly confidential, is requested
Got the fits in my hand and I've already it

So toast to the G
'Cause I'm C-O-L-D, the beat is kinda helpin' and I'm
every thing is on the one, it's a natural high
When I get to the hook of the joint, you why

is fine
When rollin' with your homies and a little bit of V.S.O.P.
All the gettin' high
With a whole lot of and a gallon of a V.S.O.P.

If you wanna feel
Free your to the mega shots of V.S.O.P.
Now you gotta get
And you turn into G with a bit of V.S.O.P.

To G or not to G, is the answer, out of control
Console soul
Yeah, they're schemin' on the big hit and tryin' find a pick
Lookin' for a real

up, but that's counterfeit
On the real the funk appeal
You think you got clout, but you really and out
So hold on tight, as we you down the running way
How many, how many times I got to tell you that I don't

Ooh and if you don't know, I have to my barrel
I roll on my ride around the way to Sack
Ooh, yeah we did it like
See it's been like 89 since the last you've seen us

Tell me, my peoples did you miss me on the
Who's paper tramps like holly field
Yeah, this, that sucker tried to sky me
When I'm harder then or California earthquake

I got the munchies for your love so come and kick it
But you better come prepared cause it kinda wicked
Yeah, 'cause you can walk a blank if you schemin' for my

play me like a trick, yo my name ain't Marry
'Cause every thing is on the one, a natural high
When I get to the of the bullet, you know why

is fine
When rollin' with your homies
And a bit of V.S.O.P.
When I was at the the other day

I saw some homies and I offered some V.S.O.P.
At the was pumpin'
When the bailed in with a gang of V.S.O.P.
At the end of the jam
You all run out and get a gallon of V.S.O.P.

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Uh uh yeah, come on, V.S.O.P. Ohh, on
fine, V.S.O.P., V.S.O.P.