Luyện nghe bài hát Boo! (Interlude)

Well it's the maniac with zany raps, made millions off of Mac
My brain, it attached, you love me? It's a little late for that
They my crazy ass a label, everything is rated X
I'm far divorced middle aged men who pay for sex
I work like I ain't made it yet, this motherfuckin' paper
Get a Kit-Kat, break it in half, one for later
Death to any traitor that's a Arnold
I be wildin', broke at international car shows
I'm a lawn mower, mad 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 out of God's folder
Now let me slower, you can understand me now
We the originators, your style
got me turnin' up, the amp is loud
The apocalypse is comin', so we out at Grannies house
Dancin' with a and pull her panties down, it's bush league
I love a little nature, addin' to the pussy
People tend to overlook me and my agent me
I'mma get it while the gettin' good, feel better than
I'm National like Nicolas Cage
I'm a shelter for these animals, got for days
She be feedin' on my and it's cinnamon glaze
I her keep it or delete it, it's the digital age
Now I'm buildin' just so I can juggle children daily
I'm fucked up in the a bit, I'm Rumplestilskin crazy
These bitches gettin' wet when I pull up in a
Bitch I be with Mr. T, I'm simply the A-Team
dreams reality
Say hi when you see me, my is a formality
I'm comin' a cavalry
Of motherfuckers trained from watching Braveheart scenes
Waste of space and we paint our faces like Hallowe'en

[Outro](Repeat)
Boo!