Luyện nghe bài hát Banger

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

Uh, uptown in it
black menace
black clothes, tennis
semi,
I've never sat in
would offend me
try Maybach on
I got stacks yeah
paychecks on
and I still want
and I still play that
I on asap
and you don't do but get money all day
shoes on my bullets now they running your way
YM mula young money all day
the drugs so sweet like honey on yay
which one of say you want drama I'm honoured
I blitz your ass like a muthaf-cking
stack of paychecks a whole bunch of comma's
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 make me to homies
she make me to make
so doing that's my activity
boy and the target is the industry
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 Bates
come at me sideways my slap ya straight
I'm a big joker so you know I slap you ace
leave the club with ya girl send her home with an ashy
love is a but its my casino
that your the loser I hope that 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
crank up the
burn the song from a top
it's licking hot
his pitch flip cause the flop
my sh-t hit like the p-tch was
cotton balled
she dropped drawers 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 rocky that we up on
shttin on em like hittin the
hey wait they say talks
man you dont at all
you shop at mini
my style two thumbs up like analogues
I wreck sh-t for the recognition
Jesus as my witness, say
I bore you flame flicker
I melt
skin aint drippin'