Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Bars

(Chorus: and Murs)
I hot bars, I spit on cop cars
I spit game to the chicks that belong to rock
I got the from uptown to Hollywood
So you don't like us?
Your probably would...

Havin a day on the freeways of Los A
In Murs' El listenin to Ghostface
Well hold up, and let me smile for a
I look across the sky for a limit
Come and get it, I'ma ride this 'til the wheels fall off
And ride your Cali Roll until my eel goes soft

Take a through the mind of a one of a kind
motherfucker that's enjoying his time
On land, on air, on and on sea
Let it all just be, good on me
It's California, fool, flyest breezies in the
And we can roll up a bleezy that'll make your toes

and it Puff Puff Pass
So you can my ass
Oh you didn't
You must have missed the

It's sunshine, one-time, MC's with
Hit Elements on Sunday, put it on the

and em all to make some ruckus
For the fuckers in the
And the soldiers in the
And the wenches on the guest
Call Heaven, tell them "Got a
and Se7en came to breakfast
And left with all the bacon..."

(Chorus 2X)

We be the first dudes treasure over beats
Every measure be complete to make sure buried deep
Locked in your memory to provide a keep
So even if you diggin' another rapper sayin
He can't break the seal so our music keeps
Legends, Rhymesayin so I know yall been waitin
So I open up the and, Slug made his way in
And we pimp this as a present for the patients

JustJump back, kiss
And your God for your breath and your health
is short and all days, surprise
Keep your nose clean, open your and your eyes

Call me Mr. for short, a credit to the sport
Incredible in court, an source
An immeasurable force, the of her force
And I'm pushin metaphors just to better course

Here, vision is blurry, in a hurry
No worries, you can call me Chicken Curry
Keep the channel spicy, words like Vanna Whitey
And watch the contestants run in circles to me
Here we go, Mr. Storm
Break down, take apart your heart and the form
Tried to 'em, nobody heeded
So we succeeded at feedin sheep what the party needed

(Chorus 2X)

But baby, I'm only 21 and higher
You're kind of young, you settle down, tiger
Take a time to, reweave the fiber
Reach for tomorrow and let me your lighter

Yeah, I with him-- and him too
But they still haven't gone through what I been
Excuse me, what we've through
Meaning me and you, see I'm like you
I rock the mic and you work at a dot com
Or you're a critic
Tryin to say the same line, but what it doesn't
I'm still Murs and you're still bitter and
This is my and I'm talking to my listeners

So if Sleepless in Seattle
in Pittsburgh
Lost it in
Ann Arbor
Fuck me,
You got me,
And the devil wore jeans in New
From Los Angeles - to -
We want to thank all of yall for us
Make it pleasure, make it
the way you swing
From the A to the
I would change a thing

R.I.P. B, Rob O-N-E
Says and "Fly ID"
Wouldn't be here them
So the love free
I wouldn't be here without
So the love flows