Luyện nghe bài hát My Sub

My sub, my sub, my sub, I put on my sub!
My sub, my sub, I put on my sub!
My sub, my sub, I put on my sub!
My sub, my sub,
Yeah let my trunk till the tape pop,
My rims chop chop, while the drop,
Yeah let my knock till the tape pop,
My rims chop, while the bass drop

OK I pull up and my partners ask me where you sub at..
hey fuck them tweeters ain't beaten, get yo sub back,
So I push my to the metal to my cuz house,
He owed me money, fucked that just set your sub out,
I fly like jets, that candy wet, im feeling wit hoes,
e.q. these setting's in my Chevy my trunk explode.
I'm bumping, maybe I'm tripping, Maybe I'm feeling good!
Either way I'm quaking, shaking up the folk in my neighborhood
Still hit the scene and whip, it up in my cup and sip,
be where them white folk at cuz the laws over there they bound to trip, lift it up in my thump and bump, saw a lame and I hit the trunk,
Pop that shit like twice for real, niggas gon my wisdom still,
Chopping these too, congrats when I roll through,
back to the backwood where I ride like im supposed to,
Forever whipping on, guts with plenty chrome,
knocking pictures till I get home,
I put on my sub,

My sub, my sub, my sub, I put on my sub!
My sub, my sub, I put on my sub!
My sub, my sub, I put on my sub!
My sub, my sub,
Yeah let my trunk knock till the pop,
My rims chop, while the bass drop,
Yeah let my trunk till the tape pop,
My rims chop chop, while the bass

Now usually, I disturb the peace,
But wake you if you sleep,
with that quake that bass beat,
two miles per on creep,
smoke make it to see,
when im down, I mean banging down,
I aint playing wit no freaks,
I shake junt in my trunk,
my DJ bring it back,
it up all the way to the max,
till that old school chevy crack,
my hit me up like he need a ride,
but i hear him either!
Said he got some bags and kinda sad,
cause theres only room in for my speakers,
but im riding out,like I dont know he talking bout,
besides he always hating im bassing telling me to turn it down,
hell i just wanna hit a load, i just wanna the ground!
lay it down in the parking lot, turn it up the club,
tell if shawty really digging me, she can shake but she love to suck,
might be the but i can dig it though,
she vibrate, gyrate, and swear that's the reason i did it for, I put on my sub,

My sub, my sub, my sub, I put on my sub!
My sub, my sub, I put on my sub!
My sub, my sub, I put on my sub!
My sub, my sub,
Yeah let my trunk knock till the pop,
My rims chop chop, while the drop,
Yeah let my trunk till the tape pop,
My chop chop, while the bass drop