Luyện nghe bài hát Cutlass

My paint be drippin wet I'm clean as
And you can my beat for like 3 or 4 blocks
And when I hit the corner all the gone be jockin my Cutlass Cutlass (x2)
1st (E-40)
The reason my bald headed convertible top
What use use a old if it aint a drop
I got a zap of and a 5th of Ciroc
Teflon gloves don't get molly wooped
She on me She lovin what she see
A big nigga with S.W.A.G.
since a child had G.A.M.E.
Backwards ass smile bet not with me
Electric electric glass electric everything
Highly dual exhaust camillion bugger green
Fresh back from the car
Fresh back a bathe
When the sun hits my paint it a different shade
I aint got time to be bullshittin I got on my agenda
I've been gettin bread since I out the placenta
Sevas in the time Rallies in the winter
Side wood skin big booty tender

My be drippin wet I'm clean as Clorox
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)
2nd (B-Legit)
I keep them bands on
My on a jet
soft up on the block
In a duce cutty
I remember when I back in '88
I sat em on straights
the trunk with fosgates
And I'm movin weight
You I counldn't wait
Brought motor out the crate
I taught it how to skate
We turnin figure
Half and cakes
We em on a chase
We aint to take the case
Bitches know I'm fly got that vocal
And when they see me they be askin I'm smokin on
I tell em cookies bitch you I got that provolone
And you can me on the under on my Iphone
You see me insides you know I keeps em
And when I leave the block stop and watch
You never you might catch a sideshow
I lay that back down And then I slow

My paint be drippin wet I'm as Clorox
And you can hear my for like 3 or 4 blocks
And when I hit the corner all the girls be jockin my Cutlass Cutlass (x2)
3rd (Richie Rich)
Bitch aint my Bentley
This my seven
Tv deg w press that big ole zeus
Matter fact I got a of those for dummies that means 2
My shit is clean as but when I brought it it was through
I it off the frame
Bitch this not a
Got new suspension brand new everythang
Candy orange guts cocaine
Rims hella chromey see my and my chain
New on it
22s
And I would that bitch at home if I was you homie
Cause I'ma swing it
And to the trap
Off Patron and a with the zap on my lap
Change my flow up but never fuck the dough up
In the city prices go down but never go up
Niggas see the Cutlass and they know it's the
on that ass know you know you in trouble

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)