Luyện nghe bài hát Catapault

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

Chea, that rock with me music, Buck with me music,
Baby come to my pad and fuck me music,
Follow with me music, with me lose your life,
I like to prove it, but now that I got gooning,
Ever since new hit, I've been on that bullshit,
You know the fireplace, that how hot it would get,
So Santa your ass down the chimney,
Behind my kids I your gift bag empty,
Riff plenty, yea that we all do,
I have two tech nines should I text or you,
Mutha fucker I all you
Put the to ya ear and pump up the volume,
Knock out a dude, bear hug a fat boy,
I the teacher, and stomp on a frat boy,
I believe in preachers and I've never been a choir boy,
but my pockets do hit high notes Mariah boy,
Yea, I keep my angel on like boy,
I pull it out and give you wings watch me fly a boy,
Used to be a boy now I'm on fire boy,
I fire, like rubbing cardorouy,
Oops, I courdarouy, carter boy,
Stunting like my father boy, flow like boy,
Even though I have a like Debroy, I'm a water boy,
Vacate a term like my first name was boy,
Sweetness, but see you salt a boy,
But I put that pep in your step like boy,
Church, and F's the alterboy,
And yes I am a Dog, now me Catapault a boy.