Luyện nghe bài hát Chevy

(Chorus)
Im riding in the donk/
Lookin big in the
Gotta get it in my
Steady grillin in my
Im riding my top down/(Top Down)/
Im just trying to put my down/
And Im just flossin in my heavy
X2
(Verse 1)
I feel like an old tray impala/
Wit no and no windows/
Wit no oil/no g*d dam**d
Been riding for over 200, 000 miles/
no tags/no insurance/
On old bald head a** tires/
My off/timing off/
lookin real bad/
Cuz Im down to my last tank of gas/
Good thing the in fair condition/
Cuz Im from/
All year long need air condition/
But I aint got none cuz my gone/
And I keep hearing a tick tick ticker sound/
I one of my heads is blown/
say for 1500 I can get it rebuilt/
But I got a dime/
Im going through hard times/
I lyin/
(Chorus)
(Verse 2)
You know s**t get
Every year around the time/
The longer you wait/the longer its gonna take for you to calm it
And its gon take more than a check for X to pimp my
Ima need me a new deal/
For a n***a to
Its gon take 4, 5 maybe 6 mil/
I done did 6 n***a/
This real/
And now you
Cuz my transmission aint
I aint no younger/
Im near 50/
Ive ticketed and towed/
And broke on the side of the road/
column been broke up/
But never sold/
So this Ima need me some insurance/
I need me medical/and dental/and some gangsta a** instrumentals/
So I can get this all chromed out/
Painted apple green/
The wettest s**t a n***a seen/
If daddy cant do it/
G*d dam**t it must cant be
And I must be a pearl shine/
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(Verse 3)
Aint like and ol full tank of gas/
Aint nothing like being and washed/
Then valet parked/
And I got rid of that old bad
Got me a new cam and
A n***a 500 horses/
And without the spray/
Get out my
Get out car/
This thing/
Is a motherf****n
The American Idol of the game/
Daddy Dollars/
Don
A f****n rider/
(Chorus)