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 the tape pop,
My rims chop chop, the bass drop,
Yeah let my trunk knock till the 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 to the metal to my cuz house,
He me money, fucked that bread just set your sub out,
I fly like jets, candy wet, im feeling fuck wit hoes,
e.q. these in my Chevy 'till my trunk explode.
Maybe I'm bumping, maybe I'm tripping, I'm feeling good!
Either way I'm quaking, shaking up the folk in my neighborhood
Still hit the and whip, pour it up in my cup and sip,
Never be where them white folk at cuz the 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 twice for real, niggas gon feel my wisdom still,
Chopping these too, congrats when I roll through,
to the backwood where I ride clean like im supposed to,
Forever whipping on, leather guts with 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, while the bass drop,
Yeah let my trunk knock the tape pop,
My chop chop, while the bass drop

Now usually, I disturb the peace,
But wake you if you sleep,
that quake that bass that beat,
two miles per on creep,
smoke make it to see,
when im swanging down, I banging down,
I aint playing wit no freaks,
I gotta shake in my trunk,
tell my DJ it back,
it up all the way to the max,
till old school chevy 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 only room in for my speakers,
but im riding out,like I know what he talking bout,
besides he hating when im bassing telling me to turn it down,
hell i just hit a load, i just wanna shake the ground!
lay it down in the parking lot, turn it up the club,
cant tell if shawty really 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 i did it for, I put that 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, the bass drop,
Yeah let my trunk knock till the pop,
My rims chop, while the bass drop