Luyện nghe bài hát Little Girls

Yo, man
I turned off the TV man
Kids out be thinkin' they hardcore man
We do somethin' man, yo, do it

Little girls, think they're
Little girls, think they're
Little girls, think hardcore
girls, think they're hardcore

You got nine cars, tons of champagne by the
Two thousand people killed, murder cases
Videos exaggerate things you make
Your style is all tissue, fudge cream cake

The back you, people out there wanna slap you
fraud, funny with a mic cord
Persuadin' kids that you hard, stage you tour
scared you in a motel, you can't come out

After the show, with panties on, you run out
You hallucinatin' thinkin' hardcore
You got the style now, you have to roll 50 people
hard and mean, you ain't pullin' triggers

Did you pay your bodyguards for actin'
You get pistol-whipped, booty tapped, scarred
Down and out with gear and no war
You ain't in the kid

girls, think they're hardcore
Little girls, think hardcore
Little girls, they're hardcore

Now your show's packed up, gassed up
I'm there you're
You just turned twat, looked away weird
You on the walkie talkie standin' near the door
'bout your records how you pop doo-doo more

Posses wait in Texas, for the bum rush
You bringin' rubber, your crew is nervous smokin'
You perpetrate your front, your teeth, smokin' blunts
Rappers cancel shows, ran with stunts

Your manager scared, with ghetto starin' at him
crew pressured more, to even act harder
You took New York, down South them folks havin' that
kids from D.C. pulled out, what you laughin' at?

You ran out, funny style, style, panty style
Freestyle the same last week
You was bitin' off that kid Bo
With no panties on, your rectum got

Rearranged, I caught you after the
Naked out, butt out, cracked out, with two of film
Tryin' to sell pictures of your
With you, molestin' your little
I smacked you and stole pistols

Little girls, think hardcore
Little girls, they're hardcore
Little girls, think they're
girls, think they're hardcore

Tommy, didn't I you to go to Catholic school?
But mom, I keep this up, this is all a front
This is just to sell my records
The people have to know
I mean really, that's me, even though we're soft
Me and my all of us
We just make money, that's all, a gimmick