Luyện nghe bài hát Cutlass

My paint be wet I'm clean as Clorox
And you can hear my beat for like 3 or 4
And I hit the corner all the girls gone be jockin my Cutlass Cutlass (x2)
1st (E-40)
The my roofs bald headed convertible top
What use use a old school if it a drop
I got a zap of rock and a 5th of
Teflon burner don't get molly wooped
She likin on me She lovin she see
A big nigga with S.W.A.G.
Every a child had G.A.M.E.
Backwards ass smile bet not fuck me
Electric dash glass electric everything
Highly carberated dual exhaust camillion bugger
back from the car wash
Fresh back from a
When the sun my paint it turns a different shade
I aint got time to be I got money on my agenda
I've been gettin bread I came out the placenta
Sevas in the summer time in the winter
wood light skin big booty tender

My be drippin wet I'm clean as Clorox
And you can hear my beat for 3 or 4 blocks
And when I hit the corner all the girls be jockin my Cutlass Cutlass (x2)
2nd (B-Legit)
I keep bands on deck
My on a jet
Some soft up on the
In a duce cutty
I when I copped back in '88
I sat em on straights
Filled the trunk fosgates
And I'm movin weight
You know I counldn't
Brought motor out the crate
Then I taught it how to
We figure eights
Half and whole
We take em on a
We aint to take the case
Bitches I'm fly got that vocal tone
And when they see me they be askin what I'm on
I tell em cookies bitch you know I got provolone
And you can call me on the on my Iphone
You see me insides you know I em stocked
And when I the block everybody stop and watch
You never know you might catch a
I lay that back And then I drive slow

My paint be drippin wet I'm clean as
And you can hear my for like 3 or 4 blocks
And when I hit the corner all the girls gone be my Cutlass Cutlass (x2)
3rd (Richie Rich)
Bitch aint my Bentley
my seven duce
Tv deg w sevens press big ole zeus
Matter fact I got a pair of for dummies that means 2
My shit is clean as fuck but when I it it was through
I took it off the
Bitch not a game
Got motor new suspension brand new
orange outside guts cocaine
Rims hella see my face and my chain
New on it
22s
And I leave that bitch at home if I was you homie
Cause swing it sideways
And to the trap
Off Patron and a zone the zap on my lap
Change my flow up Fasho but never the dough up
In the city where prices go but never go up
Niggas see the Cutlass and they it's the Double
Flossin on that ass you know you in trouble

My paint be drippin wet I'm clean as
And you can hear my for like 3 or 4 blocks
And when I hit the corner all the gone be jockin my Cutlass Cutlass (x2)