Luyện nghe bài hát 1986

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

1]
Digi my dash, this for the
got them some golds and copped them some gators
Fresh than a motherfucker I knew it took
The thing I'm giving you couldn't get out a book
Now don't be tricking no hoes, be lending your ride
And if you fuck, wear a rubber cause they burning
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 I'm bassing cause I swang and I crawl
Scraping the wall, rubbing the
A chef the whipping, my trunk shaken and stirred
I got a for Chevys, a itch for the dollar
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 popping my since I fell out the womb

It good to have it
Knowing that I did I could
It feels to have it
I put the on top of the wood
It feels good to it
I rode all around my streets
It good to have it
To see it, to need it, to it
good to have it