Luyện nghe bài hát My Sub (Pt2: The Jackin')

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

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

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

Now usually, I dont the peace,
But I'mma you if you sleep,
with that quake that that beat,
two per hour on creep,
smoke it hard to see,
im swanging down, I mean banging down,
I aint around wit no freaks,
I shake junt in my trunk,
tell my DJ it back,
it up all the way to the max,
till that old school chevy crack,
my partner hit me up he need a ride,
but i cant him either!
he got some bags and thats kinda sad,
cause theres only in here for my speakers,
but im riding out, like I dont know what he bout,
besides he always hating when im bassing telling me to it down,
hell i just wanna hit a load, i just wanna the ground!
lay it down in the parking lot, it up outside 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 the tape pop,
My chop chop, while the bass drop,
Yeah let my trunk knock the tape pop,
My rims chop chop, the bass drop