Luyện nghe bài hát Blade

Sweatshirt, Domo Genesis, throwin' chairs, shit
I'm half-privileged, think and have nigger 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 these beats with burnt dick
Who that, oh, that new coon Cusack
A button-up, shoutin' bring Fubu back
full of coke, mouth full of crack mu-zack
Odd Future on the doo-rag, who's back
With no hint, we're egging no tint
Plus a shotgun under the seat where your ho sits, uh
The Striker, I'm riding her, up-tying her
There's nine Vicodins inside of the windpipes of her
A little bit of sherm sure the fuckin' fight 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 bass back, nigga