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 knock till the pop,
My rims chop chop, while the drop,
Yeah let my trunk knock the tape pop,
My rims chop chop, the bass drop

OK I pull up and my ask me krizzle where you sub at..
hey fuck tweeters they ain't beaten, get yo sub back,
So I push my pedal to the to my cuz house,
He owed me money, fucked that bread just set sub out,
I fly jets, that candy wet, im feeling fuck wit hoes,
e.q. these setting's in my Chevy my trunk explode.
Maybe I'm bumping, maybe I'm tripping, I'm feeling good!
Either way I'm quaking, wakin up the folk in my neighborhood
Still hit the and whip, pour it up in my cup and sip,
Never be where them 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 like twice for real, niggas gon feel my wisdom still,
Chopping these vows too, congrats I roll through,
back to the where I ride clean like im supposed to,
Forever on, leather guts with plenty chrome,
knocking down 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,
let my trunk knock 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

Now usually, I disturb the peace,
But I'mma you if you sleep,
with quake that bass that beat,
two per hour on creep,
make it hard to see,
when im swanging down, I banging down,
I playing around wit no freaks,
I gotta junt in my trunk,
my DJ bring it back,
it up all the way to the max,
till that old school frame crack,
my hit me up like he need a ride,
but i cant him either!
Said he got some bags and thats sad,
cause theres room in here 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 wanna shake the ground!
lay it in the parking lot, turn it up outside the club,
cant tell if shawty really digging me, she can shake but she 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 the tape pop,
My rims chop chop, while the drop,
Yeah let my trunk knock till the pop,
My rims chop chop, while the bass