Luyện nghe bài hát Burn Rubber

Inside
Yeah you about that
Real
The real

I rubber on you quick as hell
You need some paper, don't shit on yourself
you see me rollin' in luxury
I won't fuck witchu, so don't fuck me

I'm just ridin', sidin', whippin' and
I look at all the young trippin'
It's no big deal when little get hot
When niggaz get jealous, somebody get

You in love? Might make you lose mind
That's why I run these girls, two at a time
With no discretion, to me so depressin'
like you don't know, my profession

I look at them thighs, and look at titties
your ass straight on out, of Sin City
Wearin' all pink just like Kitty
Bringin' back all C-notes and no

Burnin' on these bitches, so fast

Burn as you smash all fast
Tell it Short, no ass, no pass
All you Santa players, be on your way
With a bag full of toys on the of your sleigh

You hit your house, one by one
Climb down the chimney, and give 'em all
You trick, come around me frontin'
Talkin' 'bout how you pimpin' givin' hoes what wantin'

You worse than a gangsta
Behind closed doors, gettin' his booty spanked up
You suckers disrespect the
All these video out there spittin' your name

You love it when make that, ass clap
But she don't give me no cash, I'll it back
I kick her she stash the crack
In the plastic sack, when she crash the 'llac punk

They tryin' to the rap game to some real punks
It's just like when disco, the funk
Can't tell me nothin', when I know I'm
a bowlegged bitch with a overbite, that suck it right

Player this pimp lie
How many porn stars you know that to Crenshaw High?
A lot of fuckin' for a whole lot of
You just wannabe noticed so you're out there

I really cared about popular fame
It's all sittin' on top of the game
So don't stop 'til panties drop
the mayor, the preacher, and a cop

You better tell him it cost, get his mind on track
'Cause he look he lost
Bring him back, and dig in his quick
Steal his watch, and make sure he got a drop,