Luyện nghe bài hát Buffalo

(Yeah, you alright?)

God, gracious
I wait to see the look on y'all niggas faces
That boy T not surprised his thoughts and
Fuck them crackers up at Mountain Dew niggas is racist
Cabbage was made, faggots was shook
So I told 'em that I'll exchange the word with book
And all them books is pissed off and at they page in a
Fuckin' attitude switch is like a with a strife
But, I'm a fraud I pray to God when it's six triple book while
Me and my favorite archive lips
Peter pickle pack of peppers when the plot thickens
Tyler, The fuckin' kill you with a popsicle
blooded so we rock mittens so they won't find him
Not kiddin' the Tommy on me bitch, I'm Ms. Pickles
Said I seem off, time that team talked
Sick of making niggas cabbage so I took the off
bought some stock in it
Not Golf the little homies don't, wait
Lets my options
I bought me a mansion, that some attention
none to Hopsin
And Boyce Watkins
Why you mad, it's the in me
Facts boy i'm back like Rosa Parks in their favorite seat
Videos, dives, popups, they watching T
While niggas watchin' the throne, the throne be watching me

If you fuck up
There are so many fuckin' kids right now, listenin' to guy
Get those wings motherfucker!
Cause this kid's to fucking fly

Eenie, meenie, miney, mo, nigger on the wall
Rap bars, jail bars, shootin' basketballs
Tyler the DARKskin, arrested in
know who I was cause kids said the show was AWEsome

Tyler, Tyler, I swear to, I swear to fuck! If you
Do NOT this up!
You have the whole world in your fucking

How leaders in the house?
Well can't somebody bring the mirrors out, I'm getting
Likes and apologies, the make it obvious
That everybody on fucking planet lackin' confidence
How many leaders in the (Do not fuck this up!)
Well can't somebody bring the camera out so I can me
See a great director nigga's vision be blurry
Boy I give them shots like jaywalkin' in Missouri

How many leaders in the
Well can't somebody bring my album out so I can one
me a drink, shit I don't know what to think
Cause all these niggas leaning like Forest Whitaker's blink

How many in the house?
See why nobody got they hands up, see that's the