Luyện nghe bài hát Wet My Whistle

[Sara
Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, ya radio
Boy you got me tripping, boy you got me
wet my whistle, boy you got me tripping
You got me
So won't you wet my whistle, boy you me crazy
And I get enough

1]
(It's him) With the the Double O-M
You can feel the from the Rover, the Benz
You can hear it over and over
As I get and closer, then
by the pose with the blow and the dro and the blend, with the soldier grin
Rolling by the with the 4-0, sitting in my lap like Ice Cube way back when
But we too grown, so we roll by a hoe in the two tone, Benz
(He even from the hood) sell it to the streets
yelling that to me, you selling that for cheap
You best stick to walking, you'd like to be offed'en
For less the price of a coffin
Nigga where them at' Straighten up your face
I'm smelling you aroma, you hating up the
Before I start K'ing up the place, this is you fearing

[Chorus: Stokes + (Royce Da 5'9")]
Adjust radio
Boy you got me tripping (This is you hearing, Boom)
Boy you got me (This is what you hearing, Boom)
Baby wet my (Boom)
Boy you got me (This is for the trunks with them thangs in 'em, Boom)
You got me heated (This is for the with them thangs)
So you wet my whistle' (Boom)
Boy you drive me crazy (This is for the trunks them thangs in 'em, Boom)
And I get enough

2]
It's him, with the the Double O-M
You can the breeze from the Rover, the Benz
You can it over and over again
As I get and closer, then
Sounding like a plane on the strip
Wheels looking fans on a whip
Backseat of my lets swing an episode
Come on, cheat on ya man ma, he have to know
I got a room like the Real World
Booth, I only allow true
(Can we turn the off')
Uh-uh, a no
(Can I put my on ya seat')
Uh-uh, that's a no, I bring a light to ya with me
Hop in this car and shine honey if you wanna be looking with me
You see that full clip by him, like he that hood rich
Riding in that BF Goodrich
My status in the don't matter
the haters come thru like the static in the speakers

3]
Boom, niggaz at the car looking (looking) scheming (scheming)
Tires gleaming (gleaming) stay mad
At the wood grain in the dash
Stash in the deck, albums (banging)
Off the fiberglass of the (like Boom)
we hanging, doing our thang
Me and one of my mayne, a summertime thang

[Outro: Stokes]
Boom...haha...'I-C
Boy you got me
Boy you got me
And I get enough