Luyện nghe bài hát Fucking Lame

1]
I'm rolling Ladera in a Beemer looking cleaner
Drinking on the blueberry Slurpee, that fajita
My seat is occupied by Senorita
And mother on bugging me about wanting to meet her
I don't really 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 about me wanting to her
That "fuck" on t-shirt is cheetah
And I got that '87 bunny flow, like an
Basket, you faggots, is plastic, like with old glasses
But I'm still to get my ass kicked
Conned-Sort actor, a Baby Milo in the attic
you losers can't get me
Nikon and the Canon, they were the same
And please do not take a picture, I can't be seen you lames

Man, y'all muthafuckin' lames
Man, y'all muthafuckin' lames
Don't lie to yourself, y'all some
Man, y'all 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. rock well, I'm a star
Fuck y'all the O.F. is on 'em
curlex rolling while we're Ronald Regan on 'em
Y'all drug dealers, I Carl on 'em
Chop and screw Nas tracks, I got waiting on 'em
My shirt is yellow, but the 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, I sold my soul
For some gold low-price, stale rate
Authentic, fake, check the poll, our statistic
Stay with authentics, check my
Cause my mob's goodie like we
And he know, I am yes and she know
Every instrument is a gram,