Luyện nghe bài hát 2 Hard 4 The F-ckin' Radio

Listen up, I'm about to get
It ain't nothin' but some shit I
a young brotha deep in the game
They call me Mac Dre and I'm keepin the
I Nikey shoes, I got a mic to use
To talk bad suckers, I don't like the fools
Down and dirty spittin' my hits
And if not, I'm my grits
Playin' the game like it's supposed to be
Makin' more than the minimum wage
Not a pimp daddy, don't drive a
I just mack and get all that
Dre, you know I slow down
Smokin cesstee until I'm towed down
Walk into the party, perked
Grab the microphone and let the mouthpiece
I got hype and the game flowin'
The girls get freaky and it showin'
And the party's over at the end of the night
They say: Damn, Mac Dre you ain't polite
Cuz I'm the numero uno, could be the dos
A Mack named Dre and I'm poppin the
18, raps 'til I'm 80 though
And too hard for the radio

"Tell me good"
I'm too for the fuckin' radio

My rhymes are dope cuz Mac Dre 'em
And made you geek every time you play
On your tape deck, hooked to Sacco
A little hard, but brotha I'm a mack,
Nothin' nice, makin' raps you wanna hear
Gettin cessted, put my on the beer
I can't help it, that's what I to do
drunk, rappin' on the mic for you
A brotha, kinda bone-skinny
I take a girl to the golden
Get romantic, like I planned it
Then cut turf and leave the stranded
Is it hard becuz I just it?
Not really, what the girl needed
That's game, I thought that you knew
Mack game, and is the smoothest
lotion I'm in motion
I'm a mack, I was a big
But no matter the fuck your name is
Nothin' nice is what my is
18, raps 'til I'm 80 though
And too for the fuckin' radio

"Tell me new"
I'm too hard for the radio

to the Northside of the V
The C the r the e the s-t
Hit Lennard, what will be
20 young gettin full of the Hen
This is the Room, and you know who I am
The named Dre, so get with the program
Nothin' proper, will clock ya
And if funk, then punk we'll mop ya
So beware of the Delta
Get crew if you think they can help ya
And up but not too close
Cuz the is poppin the most
And all you girls, don't you left out
And to the boys, I've worn flesh out
And after we can still be friends though
And if not, we'll be friends with the
Romper Room on Lennard Street
Mac Dre full of the
18, makin' raps 'til I'm 80
And too for the fuckin' radio