Luyện nghe bài hát Fucking Lame

1]
I'm rolling through Ladera in a Beemer cleaner
Drinking on the blueberry Slurpee, eating that
My passenger seat is occupied by
And mother keeps on bugging me about to meet her
I really need her, I'm just tryna treat her real nice
So later on, up in the night, I go beat her
And make a lie about the
So she don't feel guilty about me wanting to her
That "fuck" on print is cheetah
And I got that '87 flow, like an Easter
Basket, you faggots, is plastic, nerds with old glasses
But I'm still to get my ass kicked
Conned-Sort actor, a Baby addict in the attic
Where you losers 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 some lames
Man, some muthafuckin' lames
Don't lie to yourself, some lames
Man, some lames
The Canon flash, y'all some lames
I be seen with you lames
You mothafuckas is some

2]
Can't stop for, flashing, a cop car
Me and. well, I'm a rock star
Fuck y'all the O.F. is on 'em
Custom rolling while we're Ronald Regan on 'em
Y'all dealers, I Carl Sagan on 'em
Chop and Nas tracks, I got piano's waiting on 'em
My is yellow, but the grill is gold
I couldn't take the Ritalin cause my the pill is old
I can't skate, but I guess that's control
I don't have sense, sorry I sold my
For some gold Bapes low-price, rate
Authentic, fake, check the poll, our statistic
Stay with authentics, my steelo
Cause my mob's goodie we Ceelo
And he know, I am yes and she know
Every instrument is a gram,