Luyện nghe bài hát 1986

Like it was 1986, yeah I'm back
Big money, subwoofer, Randy
It was 1986, I'm back bitch
MC 24 through the traffic
It was 1986, yeah I'm bitch
clean, hella screen, digi-dashed it
It was 1986, coldest year
Mama cut me out the womb but she knew better

1]
Digi my dash, this for the
That got them golds and copped them some gators
Fresh than a motherfucker I what it took
The thing that I'm giving you couldn't get out a
Now be tricking no hoes, don't be lending your ride
And if you fuck, wear a rubber cause burning inside
If it don't pay whatcha asking then you wasting time
If you can't get you no old school don't go fucking with

2]
Watching for jackers, for law
They go to hating when I'm bassing cause I and I crawl
the wall, rubbing the curb
A with the whipping, my trunk shaken and stirred
I got a fetish for Chevys, a for the dollar
On the for a freak, down to fuck if she swallow
I be popping my til I'm dead in a tomb
Hell, I popping my collar since I fell out the womb

It good to have it
Knowing I did what I could
It feels to have it
I put the leather on top of the
It good to have it
I chrome all around my streets
It good to have it
To see it, to it, to grab it
Feels good to it