Luyện nghe bài hát Fat Raps Remix

Chuck

And it's off the side like back fat
Givin girls rides to the not a rat trap
Cheese, peanut butter freeze
I all these snapped in it's back in the day
Like a tee tag
I that whip clean G
What's the gon be?
Drop top, no drips on upholstery
Supposed to be headed
Carwash blouw
Let my girl drive the chevy while I break tree down
the window back up
Good, it back up
Ugh, UGK
& Wood
Hold up, yea up
tight, that's right
You do this right, you might have the time of ya

Dom
Comin the westside but my fitted say Sox
you get banged on if you in it or not
Lookin like Cain cuz I watch a lot
And Im tryna yo friend so is she with it or not?
out to ATL cuz Im in Lennox a lot
And I like lookin, I go in there to cop
High Rollers, I go in it a lot
Spendin with the strippers u go in there to watch
on L's
Smellin Chanel
You say you the man but dawg bitches cant tell
But ladies love Dom cuz Im gettin that
To make it out my hood is to make it out of jail
Put the 10's up and start breakin out the
Bet I have yo girlfriend out her heels
We shakin all
And all meals
Im poppin all over how you haters all

Big
good
Fuck
Count
Whats
These lil cant hang
Big shit poppin bitch and big my name
Im a westsider, player
around and i might bring back gators
Everyday i leave the crib no money
And back later with that muthafuckin paper
Finally famous over erything thats just how i bitch
They trying to stop my
They yellin hit the kill
Wrong nigga to deal
Less you doing a deal
Grind hard, how i was built bitch
there. Whoa there
Im who know here
I come through in the club and get more than promoters
Oh thats girl? I see her at my show there
I be off in the hood I bet you dont go there
Ayy so there boy
go there boy
Its people you dont there boy
nigga thats addicted to the Polaroids
And i gave niggas more lines than Corduroy
And my bitches be boy
Showtime i you recordin boy
Im out

James:
Lets re-up half of a nd
Bring it back to the
See the as its fizzin
Then it back when its finished
put that in addition
And will bag it and seal it
Boldy factored a did
To know the cash Im flippin
6 o's gon get in the ceilin
6 o's in
Im this o
And that one get split and het broke halves
And one his o
And one is his
And o im baggin
and one
o the last
The Ro is a crack-a-matician
Rollin the ave cuz Im gettin dough in that
cuz im over, they mad
i grill a blow with my mag with my briches
Kno blast if you tempt him
Bro you will in yo whip with holes in yo back cuz you hit
Goin as fast as yo engine go when you smash in the strip a bag wit yo bitch
chokin, gaspin for breath holdin, yo chest from Boldy maggin that tech
Unload it faster than Vick's concrete school craft to the the
as a brick

Asher
I be frustrated with the way shit's been agein
Im about to a break and get away on a vacation
Like, maybe Malaysia to escape the
I'll eat, pray and wait for my day of revelation or I'll
Take peyote, the rivers of Nairobi
Change my name to Navajo and live and only blow weed
Cuz this? flowin show gets pretty lonely
Dont nobody know you
Everybody call you so
Moany they'll be sure to treat you phony and
As soon as you hit your low wont be pickin up the phone
See, Im moved to Coney show these fools I am home
And when Im on the all you wanna-be's can roam
So, take this boner to the you little bo-peeps
may be inapropy but Im certainly no sheep
See, I lead in this game of entertainment
Roth and Big
We on
Famous

Chip Tha
Yea, now 10 of 'em up
Fuck the rules we Anne's pretzel bendin 'em up
Dont a fuck
Word to yo leather sandals
pay the light bill or light up them candles
Regular Owl
no flavors
Break that bitch down and of the first layer

Like a ass
Mercedes
The ladies ask can be next cuz im kickin they favorite raps
is playin 2k and kickin raps all day by the lake
Smokin tree I collapse in broad day
Im


Far out
My stoner chicks gather round as I break the jar out
Ay baby pass the blizz-ard
Yo woman me so I had to jizz her
Dont be or takin no cat naps
We leaders of the new with these fat raps