Luyện nghe bài hát Chrome & Paint

Ya, ya,
afternoon, baby
Pull it out, it out, pull it out
it out, drop it out
You
Let 'em

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

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

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

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

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

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

I got and paint
Nigga, what you thank, I got and paint?
Bitch, what you drank, I got and paint?
that 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

I'm ghetto like grits, die befo' I
Off my ass khakis sag cellulite tits bitch
the suede, headliner and I ain't yo momma
Play with my dollars on yo' ass they'll be layin'

I put a hole in your brain these hollow hot rocks
Hittin' the switch, makin' the fo'
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, with dub
I'll yo' ass rollin' 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 chrome thang, thang to make the stank
Hood life forever bitch, chrome and paint,

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

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

(Street lights, lights)
Even though I'm with the po'-po'
Them nigga how I act in the low-low
Slow mo', nigga out my promo
You mo' fo's fuck with my mojo

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