Luyện nghe bài hát Blade

Sweatshirt, Domo Genesis, throwin' chairs, killin'
I'm half-privileged, think white and have lips
A tad different, mad smart, act
Shit, pass the class when my dad starts givin' shits
But as as our relationship is turdless
I'ma keep burning rubber and fucking these beats with dick
Who that, oh, that new coon John
A Mecca button-up, bring Fubu back
Hands of coke, mouth full of crack mu-zack
Odd Future on the doo-rag, who's back
With no hint, we're egging with no
Plus there's a shotgun under the seat where ho sits, uh
The Night Striker, I'm riding her, her
There's nine Vicodins stuck of the windpipes of her
A little bit of sherm sure provokes the fight in her
She started cause I'm givin' cock like it's advice to her
that, I'm on top like wave caps
This is grade-A rap, bring that bass back, nigga