Luyện nghe bài hát Front, Back & Side to Side

- x2]
Got front and back, and to side
Got and back, and side to side
Got and back, and side to side
[Pimp C] let broke gold diggers ride

I got a '64 in my yard
A white drop top, paint job is hard
White plush inside nothin' rolls as
Triple gold double-A is the best, ugh
I got them sixteen like Dre
Cos where I'm from fool that's everybody play
written smooth on my plates
Cos real players don't never roll fake
I'm bout to hit Gulfway, just passed
I'm by myself, I'm bout to call up my boys
I pass up the I see some women lookin fine
I hit the one more time to see the booty from behind
Got to the corner, hit the switch and made it
I got the JVC's and the so it bump, ugh
I know you player-hatin busters wanna man
I got the, back, and side to side daddy

- x2]

C]
It's pimpin, I'm hittin switches, checkin out my strap
but I keep on dippin, steady pimpin, kickin, about the winter man?
Makin sure these snitches, ain't riches, 5-Oh on my back
I'm chillin, hidin and winnin, feelin fat

B]
And I come round your shinin, leanin, ever so stunnin
Gangstas put down gun and
women and children come and start runnin
They catch a glimpse of the P-A pimp whips
Never goin out out like simps, walkin your block gangsta limp

C]
Some fools roll Lincoln, fools roll Jag
but the crew from Texas roll Lacs, white walls and rags
With the candy paint and wheel and grill, and wooden
'94 I keep it trill, down for my cash

B]
I gots my stash so I switches, on burnin
and these keep on turnin
I be rollin through scene, flashin green, freaks be yearnin
to be down, the Under Kingz drinkin Crown with the Coke
Never broke, we the concrete pound baby

- x2]

B]
It's the Gulfway niggas, tearin up
All four corners on your fool, nuttin but that bunny hop
happenin, high cappin, daily routine, my load is
Interior crush and I'm too clean
To be like the rest, I must excite the
in your soul so letta player control
And do what the hell ya been

seein that's me rollin on three
We're rollin them thangs in the air, just hangin up
Shinin steel fat man, but I don't care if everybody sit and stare
Everywhere we go they up as if we're startin up a parade
And thinkin they get paid
But I don't really give a damn, with a six
Twelves in the trunk, chrome dip, don't trip, I ain't nobody's punk
So down sweet rag top and let me ride
wanna skate, baby don't wait let's glide and right

[Pimp C] Never let gold diggers ride
Never let gold diggers ride
Never let gold diggers ride

"Got and back, and side to side"
Never let gold diggers ride
"Got and back, and side to side"
"Got and back, and side to side"
Never let gold diggers ride
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