Luyện nghe bài hát Wet My Whistle

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

1]
(It's him) With the B-to the O-M
You can feel the from the Rover, the Benz
You can hear it over and again
As I get closer and closer,
by the pose with the blow and the dro and the blend, with the soldier grin
Rolling by the sto' with the 4-0, sitting in my lap like Ice Cube way 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, unless you'd to be offed'en
For less then the of a coffin
Nigga where dollars at' Straighten up your face
I'm smelling you aroma, you up the place
Before I start K'ing up the place, is what 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)
wet my whistle (Boom)
Boy you got me tripping (This is for the with them thangs in 'em, Boom)
You got me heated (This is for the trunks with thangs)
So you wet my whistle' (Boom)
Boy you drive me (This is for the trunks with them thangs in 'em, Boom)
And I get enough

2]
It's him, with the the Double O-M
You can feel the breeze from the Rover, the
You can hear it over and over
As I get and closer, then
Sounding like a on the landing strip
Wheels looking like fans on a
Backseat of my Benz lets an episode
on, cheat on ya man ma, he don't have to know
I got a room like the Real confessional
Booth, I allow true professional
(Can we the camera 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 honey if you wanna be looking good with me
You see that full clip by him, like he that rich nigga
Riding in BF Goodrich tire
My status in the streets don't
When the haters come like the static in the speakers

3]
Boom, niggaz at the car looking (looking) scheming (scheming)
gleaming (gleaming) ya'll stay mad
At the grain in the parque dash
in the deck, albums banging (banging)
Off the fiberglass of the (like Boom)
we hanging, doing our thang
Me and one of my mayne, it's a thang

[Outro: Sara
Boom...haha...'I-C
Boy you got me
Boy you got me
And I can't get