Luyện nghe bài hát Back Up

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

Sittin' at the bar tippin' the glass
Tryin' to slow down my life it's getting' too fast
But I don't mind see it's like in a flash
See that chick she's my dick in her ass
(Whoa!) Did I say That's crazy ain't it?
Just crazy don't know how to explain it
Don't get me homeboy I'm not complainin'
get all mad I'm not braggin' I'm just sayin'
Just playin' talk to me bout my
I'm just a vato that'll do it to do it
I want nothing to do with phony
Don't care what you like and don't care who you're with
stupid actin' like 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 homeboy what's up

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

I don't forget about the now I'm kickin' your ass
do it again and laugh 'cause you're kissin' my ass
Got a rented 45 and I'm 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 evil's to you; yell for help no one's runnin' to you
You burnt them bridges, remember? So no one's with you
Ain't got no friends, ain't got no ends 'cause you keep your people
Tell me when does it end? When will you realize shit ain't cool?
I feel for them kids that wanna be like you
But they're just they really don't know what to do
Don't worry mijo, come to you
And you'll say this fool
What was I thinkin' about this bein' about a buncha dumb shit
Can't believe I to bump this, fuck this

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

Jump in the carrucha put my on the gas
Hit the second from the left to lift up the ass
The ____'s shakin' to break up the glass
But I'ma catch you sleepin' and pop a cap in ass
Put the holes in my own car if that's you are
Handle my shit then go back to the bar
me a drink, sit down and think about 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 guess explains so many units sold
I make you'll bump hopefully when you get old
I'm a guy but sometimes I just explode
Sometimes I wish that I rather be home
Put down the microphone and it alone
off my phone
Because it's bullshit the way it goes
But my people really me around, Chicano sound