Luyện nghe bài hát Fucking Lame

1]
I'm rolling through Ladera in a Beemer looking
Drinking on the blueberry Slurpee, that fajita
My seat is occupied by Senorita
And keeps on bugging me about wanting to meet her
I don't really need her, I'm just tryna her real nice
So on, up in the night, I could go beat her
And a lie about the gonorrhea
So she feel guilty about me wanting to leave her
That "fuck" on t-shirt print is
And I got that '87 flow, like an Easter
Basket, you faggots, is plastic, like nerds with old
But I'm still to get my ass kicked
Conned-Sort actor, a Baby addict in the attic
Where you can't get me
Nikon and the Canon, they never the same
And please do not take a picture, I be seen with you lames

Man, y'all muthafuckin' lames
Man, y'all some muthafuckin'
lie to yourself, y'all some lames
Man, y'all some
The Canon don't flash, y'all some
I cannot be seen with you
You mothafuckas is lames

2]
Can't for, flashing, like a cop car
Me and. rock well, I'm a rock
y'all the O.F. is banging on 'em
Custom curlex rolling while Ronald Regan on 'em
Y'all drug dealers, I Carl on 'em
Chop and Nas tracks, I got piano's waiting on 'em
My is yellow, but the grill is gold
I couldn't the Ritalin cause my therapist the pill is old
I can't skate, but I guess lost control
I don't have sense, sorry I sold my
For some gold low-price, stale rate
Authentic, never fake, check the poll, our
Stay with authentics, check my
Cause my mob's goodie we Ceelo
And he know, I am yes and even she
instrument is a gram, kilo