Luyện nghe bài hát Candy Paint

You know we ridin', we ridin'
I got my nigga MC in the house
Big Baller, you ridin' boy, what you ridin'?

I got some paints sittin' on these
Platinum and some hoe's from over seas
A mansion, a yacht, and G's
Everything about you, thousand nigga, yeah
Can't tell you what I make a year

I got some candy sittin' on these
Platinum and some hoe's from over seas
A mansion, a yacht, and G's
Everything you, thousand motto nigga, yeah
Can't even you what I make a year

can you ask for than just to be professional
When rap is my collateral, for this flow
I got some candy paints sittin' on
Platinum pieces and some hoe's from seas
A mansion, a yacht, and G's
To be for the past and the present

Uh, and my ass at every session
(Yeah)
And enough, 'm gettin' closer to my destin'
(What?)
(Nigga, Breed you shit)
No only testin'
(But I do)

Uh, prove that I'm with an aseditive
Bumpin' just a little bit better my competitor
Hard you better than, you ain't say it is
that's the way it is, keep it Manist

Back for some of that, Breed the funk shit
All up in yo' ass and get cash yo' ass bump
Bob and weave MCs never handle me
Thinkin' bout' changin' my to Scandal-la, you follow

Now get the paper with my them niggas need to get in position
And go on and me if you gotta
Gotta meal won't you have a plate, have you wait
Go on and sit inside my while I navigate

I got candy paints sittin' on these
Platinum pieces and some from over seas
A mansion, a yacht, and G's
Everything about you, thousand nigga, yeah
Can't even tell you I make a year

I got candy paints sittin' on these
Platinum pieces and some hoe's over seas
A mansion, a yacht, and G's
Everything you, thousand motto nigga, yeah
Can't tell you what I make a year

Mackin' in my lac and I stack 'em in the back
I don't give them bitches slack, 'cause if she's in my
She'll be giving up the crack tryin' get a scratch
When she suck a million dicks the get a platinum plack

I said, Biatch, that's what I said I grabbed
Her pony and she was givin' me head
I said, Biatch, you know up I put my dick
In my and zipped my jeans up

And instantly, you see how pimpishly
I get these in the streets
You niggas killin' me, you ain't me?
The bitch got you smokin' penicillin weed

Or dip yo' dick in some
be a God damned fool if you listen to me
I tell you shit you can't believe
I got the bad ass bitches and they free

I got some paints sittin' on these
Platinum pieces and some hoe's from seas
A mansion, a yacht, and G's
Everything you, thousand motto nigga, yeah
Can't even tell you what I make a

I got some candy sittin' on these
Platinum pieces and some hoe's from seas
A mansion, a yacht, and G's
Everything about you, motto nigga, yeah
Can't tell you what I make a year

I told Breed young niggas think we gettin' old
I 'em gettin' gas down on Cascade Road
Still money in these new days
to have sky pagers now we got two-ways

We dipped to my house and let the crank
So many placks on the you can't see the paint
But it's loud, you know how your friends get
Ballin' so long been through three styles and big Benz's

If I cut it, in the
I'll make the bitch think I'm the of Oz
Click yo' heels times you swear you seen magic
Now a star, she used to be a maget

Her pussy went platinum, that's I heard
Like when I'm rappin', you never get of my word
I'm in my third decade of paid to rap
in the day my tapes stained the deck

I got candy paints sittin' on these
Platinum pieces and some from over seas
A mansion, a yacht, and G's
Everything about you, thousand nigga, yeah
Can't even tell you I make a year

I got candy paints sittin' on these
Platinum pieces and some hoe's from seas
A mansion, a yacht, and G's
Everything about you, motto nigga, yeah
even tell you what I make a year

This shit bumpin' mine it, oh you gotta be riders
If you bum, this Short dog shit
You can't be in no little ass car with no bullshit system
you ridin' nigga, you got candy? You got rims nigga?
Yo' beat bumpin' nigga, this shit bumpin', turn that shit up, biatch