Luyện nghe bài hát V.S.O.P.

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

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

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

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

'Cause it's a for feelin'
Yeah, we got the good for y'all suckers in ninety deuce
The whole of gaffle, the whole gallon of zeuce
So I'ma ease up on them, real 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 then out
To take your car, your women, whole damn house
So now I strapped the quickness "Yeah"
I flex my into my Benz and let God be the witness

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

Yeah, like bam bam, bam bam, that's the sound of my heater
When the ill stuff
I keep it strickly confidential, bulletproof is
Got the fits in my and I've already blessed it

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

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

To G or not to G, which is the answer, out of
your soul
Yeah, they're schemin' on the big hit and find a quick pick
for a real shit

Hold up, but counterfeit
On the real the funk don't
You think you got clout, but you really and out
So hold on tight, as we take you 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 to change 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 never 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 cause it gets kinda wicked
Yeah, 'cause you can a blank if you schemin' for my bank

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

I saw some homies and I them some V.S.O.P.
At the party was
When the brother bailed in with a of V.S.O.P.
At the end of the jam
You should all run out and get a of V.S.O.P.

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