Luyện nghe bài hát Banger

Ok I'm to the left
in my right pockets
star track fly, unidentified flying
extraterrestrial Im all about my
retarded in the they say I got a special flow
than your average you rappers is ass backwards
Gudda crack and you n-ggas is crack addicts
the mathematics.
you cut the check and I rake in the green I'm raking the grass in
b-tches damn near feint when they passing
call my whip but the first name Aston
tata head n-ggas get when I'm spazzin'
think you with me put your cash in, nah I doubt
I was young and reckless when Pete say he was it
you is ducks howards, cowards
kill the competition and hsower with flowers
rap sh-t is ours
pop

Uh, back in it
black menace
black clothes, tennis
semi,
I've sat in hemi
that would me
try on Maybach
b-tch I got yeah
on paychecks
and I still want
and I still don't that
I on asap
and you don't do sh-t but get all day
shoes on my bullets now they running your way
YM young young money all day
the drugs so sweet like honey on yay
which one of y'all say you drama I'm honoured
I blitz ass like a muthaf-cking lineman
stack of paychecks with a whole bunch of
wear red like an old 49ner
f-ck sh-ttin on ya, dump the whole on ya
F baby b-tch I hotter than Uganda
Ughhh!!!

Mama aint me to make homies
she make me to history
so that's my extra-curicular activity
bulldozer boy and the target is the
Two I love in the World, good head and victory
you aint doing it big and broke kidding me
whip aint up to date and your hoes look like Mr T
This is Misery, no Cathy
come at me sideways my money ya straight
I'm a big joker so you know I slap you ace
leave the club with ya girl her home with an ashy face
love is a gamble but its my
pretend that your the loser I hope she (?)
I hope the game got insurance
cause I'm it
and all you wack ass rap n-ggas dying it
Im so harlem eating but so
pockets full of fat all I do is eat margarine

put the in the pot
up the ntoch
burn the song from a top
finger licking hot
his pitch cause the n-gga flop
my sh-t hit the p-tch was soft
n-ggas balled
she dropped cause she poppin off
her p-ssy guard but I don't stop at all
I smash in the car, like f-ck the law
I bet daddy gone, who wanna it done
the sh-t that we up on
on em like hittin the barn
hey wait they say talks
man you speak at all
you shop at mini
my style two thumbs up like analogues
I wreck sh-t for the b-tch
Jesus as my witness, say
I you n-ggas flame flicker
I pictures
skin aint drippin'