Luyện nghe bài hát 1986

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

1]
Digi my dash, for the playas
That got them golds and copped them some gators
than 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 your
And if you fuck, wear a rubber cause they burning
If it don't pay whatcha asking then you your 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 I swang and I crawl
Scraping the wall, rubbing the
A chef with the whipping, my trunk and stirred
I got a fetish for Chevys, a itch for the
On the for a freak, down to fuck if she swallow
I be popping my collar til I'm in a tomb
Hell, I been my collar since I fell out the womb

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