Luyện nghe bài hát Fucking Lame

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

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

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Can't for, flashing, like a cop car
Me and. rock well, I'm a star
Fuck y'all the O.F. is on 'em
Custom curlex rolling we're Ronald Regan on 'em
Y'all dealers, I Carl Sagan on 'em
Chop and screw Nas tracks, I got piano's on 'em
My shirt is yellow, but the is gold
I couldn't take the cause my therapist the pill is old
I can't skate, but I that's lost control
I have sense, sorry I sold my soul
For some gold low-price, stale rate
Authentic, fake, check the poll, our statistic
Stay authentics, check my steelo
my mob's goodie like we Ceelo
And he know, I am yes and even she
Every is a gram, kilo