Luyện nghe bài hát Fucking Lame

1]
I'm rolling through Ladera in a Beemer cleaner
Drinking on the blueberry Slurpee, eating fajita
My passenger seat is by Senorita
And mother keeps on bugging me about wanting to her
I really need her, I'm just tryna treat her real nice
So on, up in the night, I could go beat her
And a lie about the gonorrhea
So she don't feel guilty me wanting to leave her
That "fuck" on print is cheetah
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
and the Canon, they were never the same
And please do not take a picture, I can't be seen you lames

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

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Can't for, flashing, like a cop car
Me and. well, I'm a rock star
Fuck y'all the O.F. is on 'em
Custom curlex while we're Ronald Regan on 'em
Y'all drug dealers, I Sagan on 'em
Chop and screw Nas tracks, I got waiting on 'em
My shirt is yellow, but the 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 my soul
For some gold low-price, stale rate
Authentic, never fake, the poll, our statistic
with authentics, check my steelo
Cause my mob's goodie we Ceelo
And he know, I am yes and even she
Every is a gram, kilo