Luyện nghe bài hát Blade

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