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

Listen up, I'm about to get
It nothin' but some shit I wrote
About a young brotha deep in the
They call me Mac Dre and I'm the name
I Nikey shoes, I got a mic to use
To talk bad about suckers, I don't the fools
Down and bout spittin' my hits
And if not, I'm my grits
the game like it's supposed to be played
Makin' much more than the minimum
Not a pimp daddy, don't drive a
I just mack and get all babby
Dre, you know I slow down
Smokin cesstee I'm really towed down
Walk into the party, perked
the microphone and let the mouthpiece work
I got and the game starts 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 nothin'
Cuz I'm the numero uno, never be the dos
A Mack named Dre and I'm poppin the
18, makin' 'til I'm 80 though
And too for the fuckin' radio

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

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

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

Come to the of the V
The C the r the e the s-t
Hit Lennard, what will be
20 young niggaz full of the Hen
This is the Romper Room, and you who I am
The mack named Dre, so get with the
Nothin' proper, freaks will ya
And if there's funk, then we'll mop ya
So of the four-door Delta
Get your crew if you think they can ya
And step up but not too
Cuz the Crestside is poppin the
And all you girls, you feel left out
And to the boys, worn that flesh out
And after that we can still be friends
And if not, we'll be with the Indo
Room kickin on Lennard Street
Mac Dre full of the
18, raps 'til I'm 80 though
And too for the fuckin' radio