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 long as our relationship is
I'ma keep burning rubber and fucking these beats with dick
Who that, oh, that new coon John
A Mecca button-up, shoutin' Fubu back
Hands full of coke, mouth of crack mu-zack
Odd Future on the doo-rag, who's back
With no hint, egging with no tint
Plus there's a shotgun under the where your ho sits, uh
The Night Striker, I'm her, up-tying 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
Take that, I'm on top like caps
is grade-A rap, Domo bring that bass back, nigga