Luyện nghe bài hát The Contender

Well I got the sweet, sweet that make you go crazy
Bomb-ass got ya feelin' kinda hazy
I stay punk rock, miz it the hip-hop
Bounce in the low-low, better feel the drop
With fifteen minutes to lay the track
You can't step to this shit cuz all shit's whack
And if a killer beat is through your stereo
crank this shit so the whole world can hear it yo
And you can catch me sittin' in a BK
Munchin' on a cheeseburger, sippin' on a
I do it cuz I love it, I it when the beat drop
And I love the fact that I never had a job
You're shit with critical eyes
But I'll see you in an hour for my burger and
Behind the counter with your hat
While I get paid to live it up, you think about that

I'm the contender, I the party
me with your girlfriend when she's feelin' naughty
I got the power, I got the
Cocky as a motherfucker, to kill
And single night we gettin' it on
Rock the shit, let it rip and do one
These kids hang on every single word that we
Man fuck that shit, I'm still just a kid and I'm fuckin'

I'm the motherfucker that's layin' down a fat
Can't sit still cuz I'm addicted to the
Still rockin' out for all the
Still broke as fuck but I'm lovin' this
I don't if you front and hate
Cuz I'm gettin' pussy while you
You talk trach too much, you need to up
Because you like a bitch homie, no one gives a fuck
About your friends, your car, daddy's cash
What's it like livin' lif suckin' and kissin' ass
When you hang around with your preppy
Pointin' fingers, talkin' and takin' it in the rear end
You think we're a joke but you don't seem to
We got kids bouncin' all over the motherfucking globe
Yeah gettin' respect, hell yeah for sure
But I'm still trash and I'm still fuckin' broke