Luyện nghe bài hát Bowties

[Verse 1:

I'm in the black chevrolet with no
Got doors on this bitch like a bus
Hop on in
Take you for a ride a loaded ruger
So cold I might need a coat rag
Look bitch you only two puffs
That's crystal meth Billy smokin' hoopla
All around the south I blow
That ain't leather nubuck
You ain't really ballin'
You ain't rollin' up on a new
I'm all about the Glock no jag
I got this bitch on four's like two
Two and bitch is lubed up
MC's like a new slut
Yeah I'm outtie
Five go tell yo' pap' his boy's said howdy
You want to make it rain but would I, I it
These hoes are bad weather, cloudy
I'm a kill bitches dig these ditches and
Rocks up out this chevy trunk before you dead and
Cause we peelin' off in that red Bugatti bowties

(Oh, oh!) me and that chevrolet (Bowties)
(Oh, oh!) a motherfuckin' attitude (Bowties)
(Oh, oh!) you don't want to see pistol wave (Bowties)
(Oh!) Me and that box running up clean and (Bowties)

2: Rittz]

All Chevy I'm a take it to the car show
Shouldn't drink and drive but I got chronic at my condo
Blonde ho, with me 'bout to fuck no for convo'
Want it I let her hit the chronic and the blanco
Long stroke, I'm a the wheel like a golf pro
Hit it from the back she look behind and saw my glow
I took a picture of her pussy for affective
So she got the steppin' like she love me through the mind
Back my seat my speakers beatin' like a bongo
Bumpin' Box me and 'Wolf a perfect combo
Anyone want it with us can get it they beggin' for
Like Miley Cyrus when she twerking let her show, dumb though
Why you blaming us when you done broke
Rap's killing shit like Matt did in Gunsmoke
I'm just fired up you gettin' dried up like a ancho
Chilling but really still feelin' like I'm on my grind
So I'm like a rhino, coming off the instagram
Northside and I got it, want to get a gram
Servin' out my window like a burger want a drink, ten
Use a better pad now they it up and let me in
Leather interior until they get another
Of my shoes, hit the runway inside my Chevy
Hit the gas the moon we will never land
Ain't fuckin' with Slumerican put that on my Chevy

[Verse 3:
Walk to the mall fuck you
Give me that D Super Sized
Got a fresh pair of J's like two new crack
Shoelaces like spud loose, on it
Coffee table full of shake and they up an ounce on it
on the hip gettin' high as a brimstone
Thrown on the tip of a handle the symphone
some of them lean on the wall and limp home
Steam out of a Chevy Enzo
I put the on it
Have a seat bitch put the on it
Take a sigh bitch I put the on it
a ride on the one I-89
You talkin' I might put the crowd on it
It be another Yelawolf hate ground
Butter on the like country crop
But I fuckin' no country crop
Puts fear in the of a country cop
Everytime that I get stopped
Boy those some nice wheels but you better turn the music
Cause it ain't the big
Ran off the law with nothin' but a
From a hick with a stick and midget dealin' with midget and bowtie