Luyện nghe bài hát Heavy Chevy

[Intro: & Lil Wayne]
What up,
up?
So, y'know, I was thinkin',
Y'know, we doin' the "He Rap He Sang" album, I figured
That you N-O, right?
Mhm, mhm
Right, right, and I'm Florida

Right, so I got a things to, like, teach you

That you need to know about
you came to Miami now
I did
And you what I'm sayin'
You pretty much a certified boy
Woo!
So is it cool if, like, I just you a couple things you need to know?
It's not much, all you do is sit back, relax, take it in, you ready?
No worries, no
Alright, go

Heavy Chevys, heavy, Chevys, man (Bitch)
Why are streets nothin' but heavy Chevys, man? (Bitch)
Chevys, heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man
Yeah, I like this, a'ight big bruh, it out
Big, big paper, we ain't with no petty change
Chevys, heavy, heavy Chevys, man
I see you, I I got this one, I think I got it
Why are these nothin' but heavy Chevys, man?
Y'know, I was 'bout, like, Trick Daddy
And y'know, the real Ryders
Chevys (Alright), heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man
Let's see I got (T-Double)
Big, big paper, we fuckin' with no petty change
(Tha Bizness)

[Verse 1:
So start with the
'72 Chevelle, I know that
'Cause everybody try to buy that bitch me
But I will sell, hell
Mids and highs and
24 inches, chopped seats, complete with the
Inside got baby blue 'gator
Even on the of the seat, you can see the 'gator tail
My hard as a turtle shell
Plus I got a mothafuckin' motor that'll them tires yell
I was 11, dawg, I learned 'bout my Chevy, dawg
I the Pirellis off, convertible, take it off
Believe my stayin' soft
That's why I'm at the start line, 'bout to it off

Heavy Chevys, heavy, Chevys, man
A'ight, see? (I see) You gotta learn, big (I see, I see)
Why are these streets nothin' but heavy Chevys,
Chevys, heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man
Now, I kinda want you to come back and me what you learned from my lesson (Okay) Y'know what I'm sayin'?
Big, big paper, we ain't fuckin' with no petty
Mhm, I'ma finish hittin' the weed
Chevys, heavy, heavy Chevys, man
Right, (Can I hit that bitch one more time, please?)
Why are these streets nothin' but Chevys, man?
Oh, but of course, but of
Chevys, heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man
But still, I need to know that you that I know that you know (Okay)
Big, big paper, we ain't fuckin' with no petty
Let me get

[Verse 2: Lil
Well, I went and got that new Chevy
The one without the man step
And I love that bitch so much, tomorrow I'ma the fan belt
Speakers in the bed like I got band help
Beatin' down yo' block, leave you a damn welt
I used to have a '64 a few ago
I had bitch on three wheels on one of my old videos
Now I got a honey SS, I it Cheerio
But my neighbors call it "Please turn the stereo!"
Now cut hoe up louder
24 karat gold pipes on the low
See Pain, I knew a lil somethin', but thanks for the
As a matter of fact, what? I'ma buy you a Chevy

Heavy Chevys, heavy, Chevys, man
Why are these streets nothin' but heavy Chevys,
Chevys, heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man
See, see Pain I ain't lie, when I got to Florida
Big, big paper, we fuckin' with no petty change
I haven't saw that many in my life
Chevys, heavy, heavy Chevys, man
I to say "seen," but um
Why are streets nothin' but heavy Chevys, man?
In the spirit of
Chevys, heavy, h-heavy Chevys, man
I'ma to T-Wayne and take it back

[Outro: Lil
I said, a long, long ago
I can still remember how that used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance, I could make the people
And they'd be happy for a while
Oh, but February made me with every paper I deliver
Bad on the doorstep
I couldn't take one more
I can't remember if I cried I read about his widowed bride
But somethin' touched me deep inside the day the music
So Ms. American Pie
Drove my to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ol' boys was whiskey and rye
Singin' be the day that I die, day that I die