Luyện nghe bài hát Satin Black

I'm Freddie man

Yea, welcome to the
California Love in '95, in the desert nothin' but leather on
Got a million ways to get my on
Even when I'm locked up with three hots and a cot, my spot's sending letters
100 pushups, 100 sit ups, I get up
I hit the street in need, I get breakfast off what I up
I'm runnin' from police and they tryna get us
My court date? I skipped it scratching your favorite disser
I spend my whole down on the ground and its time to live up
The 26's make it sit up, gotta my whip up
I'm wrappin' up a pack and rap circles around amateurs
Can't hang Freddie Kane on that stage, ain't got no stamina
I damage ya, straight out, shows stay packed out
All my is antique, it's satin blacked out
Old school than your new school, I cashed out
Ridin' in that back seat out, I'm yak'd out

in my back seat, wind in my hair
Sun in my eyes but it don't really matter cause we don't care
When the hits the pane it shines till the sun creeps low
But it all goes when the blows

Cruisin' the 110
Drop the top off my and let my bald head hit the wind
As I take sip of gin
Got two cold pieces driving me, I'm cold as Michigan
Got to get her and her sisters in
They want that all star, all access, with them rap vets
Been to every on your globe map or your atlas
star feet, walk on waves and won't get wet