Luyện nghe bài hát Rapp

She
She
She

She
Don't worry I've got the
in the mail
Full ahead

Check's in the
I won't come in mouth
Got some great gigs for you way down
me you'll go far
Trust me you'll far

motherfuckers!

You got great
But nobody
on you

She
She
brats green behind the knees
Need their mom to wipe nose
Every time they
a fucking rock star when
They had a taste of
They understand
They got to play the goddamn

And she said
She
She

you fucking rock stars
Rooting out that head
APB on the mic
Each for a bed
Where's fucking 8-ball
And suite?
At the Parc
And a sports car with 2

She
She

You're fired you bum
You're having too fun

And then we
Hey wait a
We ain't no fucking stars
What the

Honey it's not
We on Frito-Lay
We sleep out in the
And we don't get
As far as go
too tired to get laid
We do it cuz we love rock
no cash to be made
We no sleazy sellouts
We hate LA

She
She
I'm not crack