Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin' Da Chevy

J

we finally gotta warm day it's clean in
see I on out my drop-top once again we rollin'chevy
pearl paint green top's and them goldies
dirty bitches shoes and I can't go I just say please
colla clean pass 'em on that tight to my
system bumpin' greatest weed smokin' my brain
time to get it niggaz steal every color I get
every time I make one of fruit juice gotta come wit' it
on a dime and a 4 instead of 35
higher than mile above tha moon on tha havin' side
stereo illin' on some sacs lord knows I can't without it
I flame through these tricks lil' gun I wanna shout about it
but niggaz kill me when that's all they wanna do
pop these slugs up but they still wanna get fucked up a damn fool
so I be like watchon' you foolz go downward single day
while I ride clean top's and mean chevrolet, bustaz

scopin' these niggaz out on the block 'cause I know they hoe asses pushin'
them
they boomin' whole sales fuckin' up my mail so I close them down
(will rest soon!)

dj

is it marijuana
that got my clickin'
could it be erk and
dippin' tha greens
you so clean
you so
a nigga drunk as hell, liqa flowin' my blood stream
down hoes on tha road rolled to tha cut
honey come hide out where niggaz be smoked out on them
malikai, you so
let me hit grapefruit gin
back in tha pearl thang doin' about 110
grin on my
'cause I know I'm to make it rich
triple six '95 and we runnin' shit
niggaz know tha scope I'm tipped toes on these hoes
everytime you see tha chevy ridin' it be of smoke...