Luyện nghe bài hát Back Up

(Talking)
Times are getting crazy
Things are a lot than they used to be homie
A lotta foo's need to back the fuck up
You know?

Sittin' at the bar just tippin' the
Tryin' to down my life 'cause it's getting' too fast
But I don't mind see it's like in a flash
See chick she's imaginin' my dick in her ass
(Whoa!) Did I say that? crazy ain't it?
crazy lookin' don't know how to explain it
Don't get me homeboy I'm not complainin'
Don't get all mad I'm not braggin' I'm just
playin' talk to me bout my music
I'm a vato that'll do it just to do it
I want to do with phony people
care what you like and don't care who you're cool with
You're actin' like if I'm the new kid
I you back in school you wanted to be the cool kid
While I sat and didn't give a fuck
Now rap is all I have so homeboy what's up

Homie back up
Ten from the truck
Don't wanna your luck
My bomb'll destruct
please back up
Ten from the truck
Don't wanna your luck
My self destruct

I don't forget about the past now I'm kickin' ass
I'll do it again and laugh 'cause you're my ass
Got a rented 45 and I'm able to
Itchy finger hare and it's pointed at you
I'm not to claim that I'm all insane in the brain
I'm just to let you know I'm not the same as you lames
Your comin' to you; yell for help no one's runnin' to you
You burnt bridges, remember? So no one's fuckin' with you
Ain't got no friends, ain't got no ends you keep burnin' your people
Tell me when does it end? When will you realize shit ain't cool?
I sorry for them kids that wanna be like you
But they're just kids they really don't what to do
Don't worry mijo, it'll to you
And you'll say this fool
What was I thinkin' about this vato's bein' about a dumb shit
Can't I used to bump this, fuck this

Homie back up
Ten paces from the
wanna press your luck
My bomb'll destruct
Homie back up
Ten from the truck
Don't press your luck
My bomb'll destruct

Jump in the put my foot on the gas
Hit the second from the left to lift up the ass
The shakin' just to break up the glass
But I'ma catch you sleepin' and pop a cap in ass
Put the in my own car if that's where you are
Handle my then probably go back to the bar
Have me a drink, sit down and think all the fuckin' bullshit
That happened to me this week
But I'm three from gold and I was told I got a flow that's cold
I that explains so many units sold
I make jams you'll hopefully when you get old
I'm a good guy but I just explode
Sometimes I wish that I rather be home
Put down the and leave it alone
Turn off my
Because it's bullshit the way it goes
But my people really need me around, Chicano