Luyện nghe bài hát Boo! (Interlude)

Well the maniac with zany raps, made millions off of baby Mac
My brain, it ain't attached, you love me? It's a little late for
They gave my ass a label, everything is rated X
I'm far beyond divorced middle men who pay for sex
I work like I ain't made it yet, deserve motherfuckin' paper
Get a Kit-Kat, it in half, save one for later
Death to any traitor that's a Arnold
I be wildin', broke at international car shows
I'm a mower, mad face get redder than a dog boner
God I got sober, pot smoker, top roller, thought holder
Was a little kid I got older
Wild since a child, pulled my file out of God's
Now let me talk slower, you can me now
We the originators, style hand-me-down
They got me up, the amp is loud
The apocalypse is comin', so we campin' out at house
Dancin' with a bitch and pull her down, it's bush league
I a little nature, addin' flavor to the pussy
People tend to overlook me and my agent me
I'mma get it while the gettin' good, better than forever
I'm National Treasure like Cage
I'm a shelter for animals, got bitches for days
She be feedin' on my semen and it's cinnamon
I tell her keep it or it, it's the digital age
Now I'm muscle buildin' just so I can juggle children
I'm fucked up in the head a bit, I'm crazy
These bitches gettin' wet when I up in a Mercedes
I be with Mr. T, I'm simply the fuckin' A-Team
Make dreams
Say hi you see me, my hello is a formality
I'm comin' with a
Of motherfuckers trained from watching Braveheart scenes
Waste of space and we paint our like it's Hallowe'en

[Outro](Repeat)
Boo!