Luyện nghe bài hát Chrome & Paint

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

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

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

I am the nigga, too fuckin' grown nigga
To go for that nigga, I ain't 'cha hoe
I got, a hair trigger, I am the splitter
The deep sea sniper, you got the wrong

like Jigga, here comes the Attila the Hun
Killin' niggaz for fun, rappers is done
The bigger they come, the harder they
I like the sun, continue to ball

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

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

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

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

I'm ghetto like grits, die befo' I
Off my ass khakis sag like cellulite bitch
Under the suede, headliner and I ain't yo
Play with my dollars on yo' ass be layin' flowers

I put a in your brain with these hollow hot rocks
Hittin' the switch, the fo' hopscotch
Rollin' up imperial in dickier
All in your peripheral, throwin' shells at vehicle

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

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

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

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

(Street lights, lights)
Even though I'm fuckin' the po'-po'
Them 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 chrome and
Nigga, you thank, I got chrome and paint?
Bitch, you drank, I got chrome and paint?
Smokin' dank in my chrome and paint

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