Luyện nghe bài hát Catapault

Yea, {indistinct} That's more it
Uh...... Uh...... Uh......

Chea, This rock with me music, Buck with me music,
Baby come to my pad and fuck me music,
Follow with me music, follow with me your life,
I like to prove it, but now that I got gooning,
Ever since this new hit, I've been on bullshit,
You know like the fireplace, that how hot it get,
So Santa come your ass the chimney,
Behind my I need your gift bag empty,
wrap plenty, yea that we all do,
I two tech nines should I text or call you,
fucker I kill all you
Put the pump to ya ear and up the volume,
Knock out a tall dude, hug a fat boy,
I fuck the teacher, and on a frat boy,
I don't believe in and I've never been a choir boy,
but my pockets do hit high notes like boy,
Yea, I my angel on like maya boy,
I pull it out and give you wings watch me fly a boy,
Used to be a high boy now I'm on boy,
I fire, like rubbing cardorouy,
Oops, I meant courdarouy, boy,
Stunting like my boy, flow like water boy,
Even though I a voice like Debroy, I'm a water boy,
Vacate a term like my first was walter boy,
Sweetness, but see you rather a boy,
But I put that pep in your like walter boy,
Church, and F's the alterboy,
And yes I am a Dog, now me Catapault a boy.