Luyện nghe bài hát Chrome & Paint

Ya, ya,
Sunday afternoon,
it out, whip it out, pull it out
Drive it out, it out
You
Let 'em

I got chrome and
Nigga, what you thank, I got chrome and
Bitch, what you drank, I got and paint?
that dank in my chrome and paint

(Street lights)
Dance on
(Street lights)
on chrome
(Street lights)
Get a home
You can die in these streets all

I am the wrong nigga, too fuckin' grown
To go for nigga, I ain't 'cha hoe nigga
I got, a hair trigger, I am the splitter
The sea sniper, you got the wrong niggaz

Retire like Jigga, here the Attila the Hun
Killin' niggaz for fun, these rappers is
The bigger come, the harder they fall
I burn like the sun, continue to

He's got and plus the don touch
And the fine dutch, star sky call hutch
He's laid, with some sluts, up in guts
Just back in the cut, he he's king tut

Can't this nigga up, 'cause just, the nigga luck
That niggaz, really love him and the city up
Uhh, though I'm fuckin' with the po'-po'
nigga know how I act in the low-low

I got and paint
Nigga, what you thank, I got and paint?
Bitch, what you drank, I got and paint?
Smokin' that in my chrome and paint

(Street lights)
on paint
(Street lights)
Dance on
(Street lights)
Get a nigga
You can die in streets all alone

I'm ghetto like grits, die I snitch
Off my ass khakis sag cellulite tits bitch
Under the suede, headliner and I yo momma
with my dollars on yo' ass they'll be layin' flowers

I put a hole in your brain these hollow hot rocks
the switch, makin' the fo' hopscotch
Rollin' up imperial in dickier
All in your peripheral, throwin' shells at vehicle

up, pimped up, big chipped up
Stacy Adams tips spiffied up, golf hat up
I blow yo' ass off the map, fuck dub
I'll have yo' ass home with windshield glass on your lap

Fuck rap, I'm wearin' a creased tee, ribs
at you niggaz on MTV Cribs
I got the thang, thang to make the dome stank
life forever bitch, chrome and paint, c'mon

I got and paint
Nigga, what you thank, I got and paint?
Bitch, what you drank, I got chrome and
Smokin' dank in my chrome and paint

(Street lights)
Dance on
(Street lights)
Dance on
(Street lights)
Get a home
You can die in these streets all

(Street lights, lights)
Even though I'm fuckin' with the
nigga know how I act in the low-low
Slow mo', nigga out my promo
You mo' fo's can't fuck my mojo

I got and paint
Nigga, you thank, I got chrome and paint?
Bitch, what you drank, I got chrome and
Smokin' that in my chrome and paint

(Street lights)
on paint
(Street lights)
Dance on
(Street lights)
Get a home
You can die in these streets all
(Street lights)