Luyện nghe bài hát Chrome & Paint

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

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

(Street lights)
on paint
(Street lights)
Dance on
(Street lights)
Get a home
You can die in these streets all

I am the nigga, too fuckin' grown nigga
To go for that nigga, I 'cha hoe nigga
I got, a hair trigger, I am the dome
The deep sea sniper, you got the niggaz

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

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

Can't fuck this nigga up, just, the nigga luck
That niggaz, really love him and the city up
Uhh, though I'm fuckin' with the po'-po'
Them nigga know how I act in the

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

(Street lights)
on paint
(Street lights)
Dance on
(Street lights)
Get a nigga
You can die in streets all alone

I'm ghetto like grits, die befo' I
Off my ass sag like cellulite tits bitch
Under the suede, headliner and I yo momma
Play with my dollars on yo' ass they'll be layin'

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

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

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

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

(Street lights)
Dance on
(Street lights)
on chrome
(Street lights)
Get a home
You can die in these streets all

(Street lights, lights)
Even though I'm fuckin' with the
nigga know how I act in the low-low
Slow mo', nigga out my promo
You mo' fo's can't fuck my mojo

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 chrome and

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