Luyện nghe bài hát Tight Whips

We roll whips, everyday
Bentley, Lex, Mercedes, and
We roll tight whips,
to make a big buck, but that's ok

1]
They say the top ain't funny
He ain't a day
He got the top back, you his new Z28
Holla at ya (BOY!) the 8 of us 8
But they like my they just non-stop (SPREWELL!)
like they runnin away

[Verse 2:
I'm 80 in the lightin
Duece trays on
The cops try to pull me over but my rims done em
Cus I got 4 in the back of my truck
18" Bazooka bumpin my
Waking the UP!

[Verse 3: P]
Call me Ghetto Bill cus my seats they be
And when I through the hood I got 2 or 3 hoochies
Lou Vaton 'case I crash bad
Futuristic up like I'm Batman
the PROjects
TV when I roll
for a car, no
Hope I blow that, WHOA!

4]
We roll big body Benz the navigators
In the hood, freaks like I'm a restaurant waiter
lights on the Jag cus I love to shine
Keep it by my shorty so that we be hard to
I ain't pay the car note, in 3 months
I'd rather, spend my paper on Henney and
when the truck stop those things be constant spinnin
I'm a 504 Boy so I'm constant it

5: Yungsta]
Roll in tight whips
Catch me on the night
I'm a Yungsta, I roll without a license
My dogs is triflin, homie you can bite
First one in the hood on the block with the ice
My seats be piped out, TVs with the out
Had blinkin when I passed, try not to wipe out
Dash with the wood grain, still in the man
Catch me on lean car clean we doing big

[Verse 6:
The way we do it
She got a man, but she gonna turn around
Bentley, a bucket chicken I'm like ma, go turn em now
It's like No Limit said it, we all day, no
Just lot pimpin, car changin colors
These boys go off

7: Master P]
We the tags in the window, whodee
Cus it's about a hundred
V12 remote control (cha-cha) engine runnin
P.Miller throwbacks, with the convertable
Candy paint thong version with the out chip
Yokahama tires, whodee, but I got 3
No Limit Boys we thuggin I get a for next week!

[Verse 8: Lil'
I'm tailin my dad, and I'm rollin on drops
Sportin to the curb I think I saw the cops
call me Richie Rich, I got my name in the seats
X-Box in the and the back DVDs
Got TVs in the rest with the big wide screen
Got the system with the phone in between
a coupe with the top down when I go outdoors
We roll on old days around here, 24s

[Jamaican

9]
I got that whip block paint off, my ride air dong
The nose on my hood just like my ride stay off
I through yo hood they ask me do I call lift off
Like if it was made out of with 20s and crishtoff

10]
Go real
These chicks, call me Mista
A firecracker, big ballin, it's something you've never
I'm sippin lean, off thick on 6 TV screens
Interior green, 24s, but you know, it ain't no
HAH

[Verse 11: P]
We fab, let our bling bling show
Driveway like a dealership, don't walk no
We wiling out, all day, all
Cus is my life, my life, my life...