Luyện nghe bài hát Burn Rubber

Inside
Yeah you about that
Real
The real

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

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

You in love? Might make you lose your
That's why I run these girls, two at a time
With no discretion, to me you're so
Actin' like you know, my profession

I look at them thighs, and at them titties
Take your ass on out, of Sin City
Wearin' all pink just like Hello
Bringin' all C-notes and no fifties

Burnin' on these bitches, so fast

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

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

You worse than a gangsta
Behind doors, gettin' his booty hole spanked up
You suckers disrespect the
All video hoes out there spittin' your name

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

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

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

I never really about popular fame
all about sittin' on top of the game
So stop 'til your panties drop
the mayor, the preacher, and a cop

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