Luyện nghe bài hát Hype Shit

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

High speed down 280, i'm
at my oil gauge &
It read "you can't fade me." I'm
Through
Laughin 'n' shit but I wasn't cause I had a gat
Wit a clip under the seat, I heard the loud speaker
Speak, "pull ass over on the offramp &
try to vamp." heart was on thumpa,
The mark was on my bumper I had a zip
Of on my lap, I couldn't dump the gat.
Going into custody can't fuck with that,
I got a 396 with a trick in my & I'm not
Goin out like a punk so I bounced - it,
The way he was in me you would think his poppin.
But I got mallory up & I'm not stoppin for shit,
I'm through tricks & trucks.
5.0's
and I'm caught up in the rear-view,
Didn't see woo tryin to merge lanes.
She almost hit me. took the turn off,
Hit the on the nitro in a lean
I felt my was christine,
I'm out a motha fuckin fiend, in hype shit.