Luyện nghe bài hát Back Up

(Talking)
Times are crazy holmes
Things are a lot different than they used to be
A these foo's need to back the fuck up
You Odale

Sittin' at the bar tippin' the glass
Tryin' to down my life 'cause it's getting' too fast
But I don't mind see it's quick in a flash
See that she's imaginin' my dick 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 sayin'
Just playin' talk to me bout my
I'm just a that'll do it just to do it
I nothing to do with phony people
Don't care what you like and don't care who you're cool
You're actin' like if I'm the new kid
I know you back in school you wanted to be the kid
I sat back and didn't give a fuck
Now rap is all I have so that's what's up

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

I don't forget about the past now I'm your ass
I'll do it again and laugh 'cause you're my ass
Got a 45 and I'm able to shoot
Itchy hare trigger and it's pointed at you
I'm not here to 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 them bridges, remember? So no one's with you
got no friends, ain't got no ends 'cause you keep burnin' your people
Tell me when does it end? When will you realize that shit ain't
I sorry for them kids that wanna be like you
But they're kids they really don't know what to do
worry mijo, it'll come to you
And you'll say this fool
What was I thinkin' about this vato's about a buncha dumb shit
Can't believe I used to bump this, this

please back up
Ten paces from the
Don't press your luck
My bomb'll destruct
Homie please up
Ten paces the truck
Don't wanna 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 catch you sleepin' and pop a cap in your ass
Put the holes in my own car if that's you are
my shit then probably go back to the bar
Have me a drink, sit and think about all the fuckin' bullshit
That to me within this week
But I'm three feet from gold and I was told I got a that's cold
I guess explains so many units sold
I make jams you'll bump hopefully you get old
I'm a good guy but sometimes I explode
Sometimes I wish that I would rather be
Put down the microphone and leave it
Turn off my
Because it's bullshit the way it goes
But my people really me around, Chicano sound