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

Listen up, I'm to get dope
It ain't but some shit I wrote
About a young brotha deep in the
call me Mac Dre and I'm keepin the name
I sport shoes, I got a mic to use
To talk bad about suckers, I like the fools
Down and dirty bout spittin' my
And if not, I'm my grits
Playin' the game it's supposed to be played
Makin' much than the minimum wage
Not a pimp daddy, don't drive a
I just and get all that babby
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 starts
The girls get and it starts showin'
And the party's over at the end of the night
say: Damn, Mac Dre you ain't nothin' polite
Cuz I'm the numero uno, never be the dos
A Mack named Dre and I'm poppin the
18, raps 'til I'm 80 though
And too hard for the fuckin'

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

My are dope cuz Mac Dre made 'em
And made you geek every time you them
On your deck, hooked to your Sacco
A little hard, but I'm a mack, though
Nothin' nice, makin' raps you wanna hear
cessted, put my hands on the beer
I can't help it, that's what I to do
Sloppy drunk, on the mic for you
A young brotha, kinda
I take a girl to the penny
Get romantic, just I planned it
Then cut turf and the girl stranded
Is it hard becuz I beat it?
Not really, that's what the girl
That's game, I thought that you this
Mack game, and mine is the
Like lotion I'm in
I'm a mack, I was a big
But no matter the fuck your name is
Nothin' nice is my game is
18, makin' raps 'til I'm 80
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 niggaz 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, freaks clock ya
And if there's funk, then we'll mop ya
So beware of the Delta
Get your crew if you they can help ya
And up but not too close
Cuz the is poppin the most
And all you girls, you feel left out
And to the boys, worn that flesh out
And after we can still be friends though
And if not, be friends with the Indo
Romper Room kickin on Street
Mac Dre full of the
18, raps 'til I'm 80 though
And too hard for the fuckin'