Luyện nghe bài hát Hype Shit

You classics well I'll stock that ass
Wit a 454 hypo, nitro through the trunk,
I'm a monk you'll get smobbed on,
smoke that ass like skunk. you better
Rotate drums locate that hum,
No alignment,
My rhymes me of ya suspension,
Off to the section off the strip.
Let's strike a got a 7-deuce with sauce
wine gloss, releighs edelbrock manifold
Header kit, aluminum tips and i'm
Assumin he'll slip and to race me
For some scratch. hook em in and pretend
My shit ain't tight. let him bite then his ass
At the light - red light, smash - light,
I lit up a stares, now he wanna fight,
Nigga swing ya shit, I up outta there
Just me & him on the b & m shift kit from a b-,
You ride, unlock the shicks on tha cock,
I'm smockin engine blocks oil level
Rebels cause I'm rollin in shit.

High speed chase 280, i'm
at my oil gauge &
It read "you fade me." I'm floatin
traffic
Laughin 'n' but I wasn't trippin cause I had a gat
Wit a clip under the seat, then I heard the loud
Speak, "pull ass over on the offramp &
try to vamp." heart was on thumpa,
The was on my bumper plus I had a zip
Of bomb on my lap, I couldn't the gat.
Going into custody fuck with that, plus
I got a 396 with a trick in my & I'm not
Goin out like a so I bounced - fuck it,
The way he was in me you would his slary poppin.
But I got mallory hook up & I'm not for shit,
I'm smobbin through & trucks.
5.0's
and I'm caught up in the rear-view,
Didn't see linda woo to merge lanes.
She almost hit me. the richmond turn off,
Hit the switch on the in a lean
I my shit was christine,
I'm out like a motha fuckin fiend, in shit.