Luyện nghe bài hát Burn Rubber

Inside
Yeah you know that
Real
The ones

I burn rubber on you as hell
You need some toilet paper, don't shit on
you see me rollin' in luxury
I won't witchu, so don't fuck with me

I'm just ridin', sidin', and dippin'
I look at all the young trippin'
It's no big deal when hotties get hot
When get jealous, somebody get shot

You in love? Might you lose your mind
why I run these gray girls, two at a time
With no discretion, to me you're so
Actin' you don't know, my profession

I at them thighs, and look at them titties
Take ass straight on out, of Sin City
Wearin' all pink just like Hello
Bringin' all C-notes and no fifties

Burnin' rubber on these bitches, so

Burn rubber as you all fast
Tell it Short, no ass, no pass
All you Santa Claus players, be on way
With a bag full of toys on the back of your

You hit your house, one by one
Climb the chimney, and give 'em all somethin'
You trick, come around me frontin'
Talkin' 'bout how you pimpin' givin' hoes they wantin'

You worse than a gangsta
Behind closed doors, gettin' his booty spanked up
You disrespect the game
All these video hoes out spittin' your name

You love it when they make that, ass
But she give me no cash, I'll pass it back
I kick her she stash the crack
In the plastic sack, when she crash the 'llac bitch

They tryin' to give the rap to some real punks
It's just like when disco, killed the
Can't me nothin', when I know I'm right
Like a bowlegged with a overbite, that suck it right

Player this pimp lie
How many porn stars you that went to Crenshaw High?
A lot of fuckin' for a whole lot of
You wannabe noticed so you're out there sluttin'

I really cared about popular fame
It's all sittin' on top of the game
So don't stop your panties drop
the mayor, the preacher, and a cop

You better tell him it cost, get his mind on track
he look like he lost
Bring him back, and dig in his pockets
his watch, and make sure he got a drop, beotch