Luyện nghe bài hát Banger

Ok I'm leaning to the
flag in my pockets
star track fly, unidentified objects
extraterrestrial Im all my decimels
retarded in the booth they say I got a special
sicker your 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 green like I'm the grass in
pretty b-tches damn near feint when they
call my whip but the first name Aston
tata n-ggas get mashed when I'm spazzin'
think you with me put your cash in, nah I doubt
I was and reckless when Pete say he was about it
you n-ggas is ducks howards,
the competition and hsower n-ggas with flowers
this rap sh-t is
pop

Uh, back in it
Hollygrove menace
black clothes, tennis
semi,
I've never sat in
would offend me
try Maybach on
b-tch I got stacks
paychecks on
and I want payback
and I still play that
I kill on
and you don't do sh-t but get all day
p-ssy on my bullets now they running your way
YM young young money all day
where the so sweet like honey on yay
which one of y'all say you want drama I'm
I your ass like a muthaf-cking lineman
stack of with a whole bunch of comma's
still wear red like an old
sh-ttin on ya, dump the whole toilet on ya
Weezy F baby b-tch I than Uganda
Ughhh!!!

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

put the in the pot
up the ntoch
burn the song a stove top
it's licking hot
his pitch cause the n-gga flop
my sh-t hit like the was soft
n-ggas balled
she dropped cause she poppin off
her p-ssy guard but I don't stop at all
I in the car, like f-ck the f-cking law
I bet daddy gone, who wanna make it
the sh-t that we up on
shttin on em like the barn
hey wait they say talks
man you dont at all
you shop at malls
my style two up like using analogues
I sh-t for the recognition b-tch
Jesus as my witness, say
I bore you n-ggas flame
I pictures
tyga skin aint