Luyện nghe bài hát Burn Rubber

Inside
Yeah you know that
players
The ones

I rubber on you quick as hell
You need some toilet paper, don't shit on
When you see me rollin' in
I won't fuck witchu, so don't with me

I'm just ridin', sidin', and dippin'
I look at all the hoes trippin'
It's no big deal when hotties get hot
When get jealous, somebody get shot

You in love? Might make you your mind
That's why I run gray girls, two at a time
With no discretion, to me so depressin'
Actin' like you don't know, my

I look at them thighs, and look at titties
your ass straight on out, of Sin City
Wearin' all pink like Hello Kitty
Bringin' back all and no fifties

Burnin' rubber on these bitches, so

rubber as you smash all fast
Tell it like Short, no ass, no
All you Santa players, be on your way
With a bag full of toys on the back of your

You hit your house, one by one
Climb the chimney, and give 'em all somethin'
You trick, don't come me frontin'
Talkin' 'bout how you pimpin' givin' what they wantin'

You than a studio gangsta
Behind closed doors, his booty hole spanked up
You disrespect the game
All these video hoes out there spittin' name

You love it when make that, ass clap
But she don't give me no cash, I'll pass it
I her where she stash the crack
In the plastic sack, she crash the 'llac punk bitch

They tryin' to give the rap game to some real
just like when disco, killed the funk
Can't me nothin', when I know I'm right
Like a bowlegged bitch with a overbite, suck it right

Player this don't lie
How many stars you know that went to Crenshaw High?
A lot of fuckin' for a lot of nuttin'
You wannabe noticed so you're out there sluttin'

I never really cared popular fame
all about sittin' on top of the game
So don't stop your panties drop
the mayor, the preacher, and a cop

You better tell him what it cost, get his mind on
'Cause he look he lost
Bring him back, and dig in his pockets
Steal his watch, and make he got a drop, beotch