Luyện nghe bài hát Little Girls

Yo, man
I turned off the TV man
Kids out there be they hardcore man
We gotta do man, yo, do it

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

You got cars, tons of champagne by the cases
Two thousand people killed, murder cases
Videos exaggerate you never make
Your style is all tissue, fudge cream cake

The companies back you, people out there wanna you
Original fraud, with a mic cord
kids that you hard, every stage you tour
Cold you in a motel, you can't come out

After the show, with on, you hurry run out
You petrified hallucinatin' thinkin'
You got the style now, you have to roll with 50
Lookin' hard and mean, you ain't triggers

Did you pay your bodyguards for hard?
You get pistol-whipped, booty tapped, face
and out with camouflage gear and no war
You in the army kid

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

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

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

Your scared, with ghetto mugs starin' at him
Your crew more, to even act harder
You took New York, down South them wasn't havin' that
Three from D.C. pulled out, what you laughin' at?

You ran out, funny style, girl style, style
the same style last week
You was off that kid Bo Peep
With no on, your rectum got torn

Rearranged, I you after the show
Naked out, butt out, cracked out, two rolls of film
to sell pictures of your lover
With you, your little brother
I you and stole your pistols

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

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