Luyện nghe bài hát 1986

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

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

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

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