Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday Night

Believe it,
You we the 1 stunnas
How you that, nigga
Look,

Went to Miami bought a Lam', and sure
My Bentley, Fresh Bentley on dubs
Monte Carlo's, Cadillac's, and
If it ain't a V-8, that shit ain't

Vettes, vipers, trucks, and
Pullin' all shit out on a Sunday night
superstars, cars, and broads
Everybody wan' a hot boy

Mercedes trucks, Lexus
Cadillac trucks, all the for your buck
Six TV's with DVD's, twenty-G's of sound
So a nigga can hear me, we shine and

We pay the boss a night, we buyin' the ball
But one thing, nigga ain't changed
Find me at a second line my thing
I'm ice, I pocket pipe

pocket goin' down we gon' be there tonight
It's wall to wall, killers and
actin' crazy they ready to ball

They shoutin' at Nolia, shoutin' at
Shoutin' at yo, everybody to the
They shoutin' at Nolia, shoutin' at
They at Yo, everybody to the South

See, a 3rd ward nigga don't play that
You get outta line, kill you quick
See, a 3rd ward nigga don't play shit
You get outta line we'll kill you

Vettes, vipers, trucks, and
Pullin' all shit out on a Sunday night
Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and still
Shorty, shit don't nigga, keep it real

Look, Vettes, vipers, trucks, and
Pullin' all that out on a Sunday night
Cutlass, Carlo's, and Regals still
Nigga, shit don't stop playa, keep it

Look, now who we? The nigga ridin' in the two-seat
You see more diamonds than they got on Blue
You know Lil' Wheezy goin' off
Slim and Baby bought him new he showin' off

I will buy body real wide
Sixteen with no still drive
That's a fella, watch your wife, I'll sell her
I'm up in the 2000 compressor yellow

on skinnies, yeah, killin' ya
Pop the hood, souped up a twelve-cylinder
Niggas ridin' big body Benz it
I'll pull up next to 'em in a Lam' top

I know be like, "Man, them boys got to stay home"
Different Hummers lookin' like a box of crayons
Open up the back got they damn head achin'
Me, I'm in the back playin' a play station, what?

Vettes, vipers, trucks, and
Pullin' all that shit out on a night
Cutlass, Monte Carlo's and still
Nigga, shit stop, playa, keep it real

Look, Vettes, vipers, trucks, and
all that shit out on a Sunday night
Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and still
Wodie, shit don't stop, we gon' it real

That remote hand it here, with chandeliers
He have America on line up in here
Lay it down when I park it Iceberg
Standin' 'cross the sayin', "Watch me start this"

from thirty feet away
Lil' niggas go and say, "How the he did that?"
"You heard where he at?"
"Piranhas and iguanas, and glass"

"The bottom of his pool said, 'Kiss my ass'"
Niggas it, I take the St. Bernard project
And gut it and make it one big crib
And when you in separate ward, scream out

"That's where Mannie live"
Three-piece livin' room set in the back of the
Plus the alarm that say, "I you, Daddy"
VCR nigga, unhook it, run the DVD when the satellite crooked

Honey, you mean you ain't never seen a big-screen
In the back of the navigator that's Chromed out amplifiers
Twenty-two inch tires, I don't them, I want the fiber optic wires
I'm so hot I'm responsible for fires

How you that

Vettes, vipers, trucks, and
Pullin' all that shit out on a Sunday
Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and still
Wodie, shit don't stop, we gon' it real

Look, Vettes, vipers, trucks, and
Pullin' all that shit out on a night
Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals
Wodie, don't stop, y'all keep it real

Look, Vettes, vipers, trucks, and
Pullin' all that out on a Sunday night
Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals
Shorty, shit stop, let's keep it real

Vettes, vipers, trucks, and
Pullin' all that shit out on a Sunday
Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals
Man, don't stop, keep it real

Understand, we keep this real
Goin' into on up to 3000
I'ma [unverified], I ain't goin'
For sure, Fresh, a doubt, playboy

I that shit ball 'til you fall
that, nigga
They clone my ass
It's gon' be about eight of me, you see what I'm
(Huh?)
a doubt

They get rid of me
Feel that shit and I'm
You kiss me, but you can kiss my chain
(Without)
You can my watch
(Lick the ice)
You can my belt
(Lick the ice)

You can my shoes
But don't put lips on me
(Ice everywhere)
It ain't like
We gon' dip 'em platinum,
(Blows kiss)
Ahh, night

Dip one up, we dip one up platinum
Right now, if can see, you gon' see
Nothin' but a nigga, dip platinum
Grill platinum, but ice, nothin' but ice, ice everywhere
Ten karats in my grill and I keeps it
How you love that