Luyện nghe bài hát Chrome & Paint

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

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

(Street lights)
Dance on
(Street lights)
on chrome
(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 dome
The deep sea sniper, you got the wrong

Retire like Jigga, comes the Attila the Hun
niggaz for fun, these rappers is done
The bigger come, the harder they fall
I burn like the sun, to ball

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

Can't fuck nigga up, 'cause just, the nigga luck
niggaz, really love him and tear the city up
Uhh, even though I'm fuckin' the po'-po'
Them nigga how I act in the low-low

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

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

I'm like grits, die befo' I snitch
Off my ass khakis sag like tits bitch
Under the suede, headliner and I ain't yo
Play with my dollars on yo' ass be layin' flowers

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

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

Fuck rap, I'm wearin' a creased tee, eatin'
Laughin' at you on MTV Cribs
I got the chrome thang, thang to make the dome
Hood life forever bitch, chrome and paint,

I got and paint
Nigga, what you thank, I got chrome and
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 nigga
You can die in these streets all

(Street lights, lights)
Even I'm fuckin' 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 and paint?
Bitch, what you drank, I got chrome and
that dank in my chrome and paint

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