Luyện nghe bài hát Hype Shit

You like classics I'll stock that ass
Wit a 454 hypo, hooked through the trunk,
I'm a flowmaster monk get smobbed on,
smoke that ass like skunk. you better
Rotate them drums that hum,
No alignment,
My remind me of ya suspension,
Off to the section off the strip.
strike a got a 7-deuce mali with sauce
Brandy gloss, releighs edelbrock manifold
Header chrome kit, tips and i'm
Assumin slip and want to race me
For some scratch. I'll hook em in and
My shit ain't tight. let him bite then his ass
At the light - red light, - green light,
I lit up a stares, now he wanna fight,
Nigga swing ya shit, I gets up outta
Just me & him on the b & m kit from a rich b-,
You ride, unlock the shicks on tha cock,
I'm engine 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' but I wasn't trippin cause I had a gat
Wit a clip the seat, then I heard the loud speaker
Speak, "pull your ass over on the &
try to vamp." heart was on thumpa,
The mark was on my plus I had a zip
Of bomb on my lap, I dump the gat.
Going into can't fuck with that, plus
I got a 396 with a in my trunk & I'm not
out like a punk so I bounced - fuck it,
The way he was in me you think his slary poppin.
But I got mallory hook up & I'm not for shit,
I'm through tricks & trucks.
5.0's
Sucked and I'm up in the rear-view,
Didn't see linda woo 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 like a fuckin fiend, in hype shit.