Luyện nghe bài hát 1986

Like it was 1986, I'm back bitch
Big money, subwoofer, Randy
It was 1986, I'm back bitch
MC 24 crawling the traffic
It was 1986, yeah I'm back
Rolling clean, hella screen, it
It was 1986, coldest year
coulda cut me out the womb but she knew better

1]
Digi my dash, this for the
That got them some golds and them some gators
Fresh than a motherfucker I what it took
The thing that I'm giving you couldn't get out a
Now don't be tricking no hoes, don't be your ride
And if you fuck, wear a rubber cause they burning
If it don't pay whatcha asking you wasting your time
If you get you no old school don't go fucking with mine

2]
Watching for jackers, for law
They go to hating when I'm bassing cause I and I crawl
Scraping the wall, rubbing the
A chef the whipping, my trunk shaken and stirred
I got a for Chevys, a itch for the dollar
On the for a freak, down to fuck if she swallow
I be popping my collar til I'm in a tomb
Hell, I been popping my since I fell out the womb

It feels good to it
Knowing I did what I could
It feels good to it
I put the leather on top of the
It feels to have it
I rode chrome all around my
It feels good to it
To see it, to need it, to it
good to have it