Luyện nghe bài hát Little Girls

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

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

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

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

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

Did you pay your bodyguards for hard?
You get pistol-whipped, booty tapped, face
Down and out camouflage gear and no war
You ain't in the kid

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

Now show's packed up, you're gassed up
I'm you're scared
You just turned twat, looked feelin' weird
You on the walkie talkie standin' close the door
Thinkin' 'bout your records how you pop doo-doo

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

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

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

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

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

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