Luyện nghe bài hát Back Up

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

at the bar just tippin' the glass
Tryin' to slow down my life 'cause it's too fast
But I don't mind see it's like quick in a
See that chick she's imaginin' my in her ass
(Whoa!) Did I say that? That's crazy it?
Just crazy lookin' know how to explain it
Don't get me wrong I'm not complainin'
Don't get all mad I'm not braggin' I'm just
Just 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
Don't care what you like and don't care who you're cool
You're stupid actin' if I'm the new kid
I know you back in school you to be the cool kid
While I sat back and didn't give a
Now rap is all I have so that's what's up

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

I don't forget the past now I'm kickin' your ass
I'll do it and laugh 'cause you're kissin' my ass
Got a 45 and I'm able to shoot
Itchy hare trigger and it's pointed at you
I'm not to claim that I'm all insane in the brain
I'm just here to let you know I'm not the as you lames
Your evil's comin' to 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 'cause you keep burnin' your
me when does it end? When will you realize that shit ain't cool?
I feel sorry for kids that wanna be like you
But just kids they really don't know what to do
worry mijo, it'll come to you
And you'll say fuck fool
What was I thinkin' about this vato's bein' a buncha dumb shit
Can't believe I used to bump this, fuck

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

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