Luyện nghe bài hát Carlos Rossi

What's up fool, I got like 3 on the rossi
go get perved
(E-40)
You wanna get perved, nigga
You don't wanna fuck wit this rossi
( )
Man, forget the ice man
(E-40)
Oh, you want to
O.k

Top of the line wine, rossi
Drinkin' on some of of that top of the line wine, carlos

Top of the line wine rossi, man
I drinks it all the time it's extra
Three of four times a day you can catch me
Back and forth to the liquor buyin
Jugs and jugs of tha cause I'm addicted wit no denying
Perving, swervin all into the fuckin curb and
If I get one more d.u.i. then curtains
I can't cope, I guess I'm a alcoholic I hit the chronic
It's just like gin and tonic when time to get erotic
5.99 For a big ass bottle of wine it's right on time
Once you become a member of my drinkin' club you find
The key to set ya so give it a try
But don't mistake it for chablis you already high
Spread the word get sprung and drink it with ya down
That's another for sohobs, potna, folks, homies
Every motherfuckin'
We do this shit every other fuckin' day if not day
But I want

Top of the line wine, carlos
on some of of that top of the line wine, carlos rossi

Hocus pocus
The top of the line wine, yeah that's the dopest
And if you in the click, motherfuckers notice
we be downin jugs from the tallest to the shortest
Everywhere I go, wants to know
the name of that shit you and the click be like fuckin' wit
I keeps it on a hunch on the cause brother I be
Fuckin' wit some shit that send you to the curb
And if you wit a bitch, then nigga you
Cause rossi goes wit some dank over ice
her to the telly let the wine fill her belly
Fired up some smelly then ya like jelly
Bust a couple of nuts, hit the and than the grill
hard like I did time up in vacaville
But I be bossy
(E-40)
you fuckin' wit though?
(B-legit)
Fuck wit of that top of the line wine
(E-40)
Yeah
(B-legit)
rossi

Top of the line wine, carlos
Drinkin' on some of of that top of the line wine, rossi

Sunny day, sky blue, shit, I imma barbecue
Let me get my ass up outta bed and call up the whole crew
Ray you bring the chicken, you bring the links
Mugzy you bring the hamburger meat and supply the drinks
Shit it's to be on damn it
I got suga-t in the house whippin' up potatoe salad
4 Slabs of ribs up in the marinatin'
Bring home the I got tha and I be waitin'
Well, what do you know, though the door kaveo
(Kaveo)
You
(E-40)
Mugzy and tap that ass, and hell and moe
Thick ass niggas b-legit and e-duece
Mac shawn, mac and little bruce
The man behind the counter of the liqourstore me
Be and to hug me
On the strength that I done
a g within a week on the carlos rossi