Luyện nghe bài hát Chloraseptic (Remix)

2 Chainz, yeah,
Take 'em to church, I'm the tabernacle
It's the of the body snatcher
Walk in the spot, make my smack you "woo!"
In a food fight, I aim at your Adam's
up in the candy car eating a candy bar
And my eating a candy apple
Yuh, I line their ass up, I aim at their
All of these stones on my "uh"
must have looked at Medusa
Pockets of course
I drove some rims to court, I fucked some before
I had a Benz
This is the sin
This is the murder, pass the burner, Em
Your money than an acronym
Big body when I'm in
Ladi-dadi, got a bunch of bodies,
Faking, nigga, trafficking "woo"
I'm on the Act again, ain't a accident
like Ak-ron
I run the trap
You on the "treadmill"
Never, Neverland came with a Ferris wheel "g-----n"
Ferris day off, baby, AR in the car
Most of y'all my sons, aww, at little JR
F-12 same Kate Moss, ugh
I'm wrist in the pot
I'm this and you not
I'm bricks and you not
I'm talking straight up and
N---a, 6 o'clock
This is the equinox, this what the want
Somebody at the door, I heard the knock, uh

I'm at your throat like chloraseptic,
And you got strep, I'm too complex with, 'plex

This s--t I wrote is on some s--t, next s--t

I'm at throat, I'm feeling reckless, reckless, yeah

Do me a favor, do me no favors
These b-----s got
They all wanna smoke but ain't no labor
But shopping at (?), they stinging like tasers
Act Hollywood like play for the Lakers
They fly on the
(?) alligators, say hi to my
(?) my neighbor, we
That chicken, lobster,
You be sniffing that yayo
If you take home that nigga
Swagger on 10 a day old
a-okay though, whipping up whip like it's mayo
Every is a K.O., fuck nigga, K.O
Go off your like I'm Ayo
Out of this world, NATO
(?), be an a-hole
I got shooters that shoot when I say so, like Lord
Wanna be in my shoes, you ain't no dues
nigga, you ain't break no rules
High school, n----s ate food
Might dumb it down a little, but I ain't no
hate every day, B "yeah"
(?) "yeah"
'em off with these Dre Beats "yeah"
Or I might go "yeah"
These niggas too lazy
Don't ever, ever, try to play me

shawty now coming from B.K

But I'm come up like Jay Z
Nothing but from my heart

I feel to titles

Fuck it, man, I want the

My is

I'm at throat like chloraseptic, 'septic

And you got strep, I'm too complex with, with
This s--t I wrote is on next s--t, next s--t
I'm at your throat, I'm feeling reckless, reckless,

Ben Ladin with a pen, body it
I begin your men, prolly shoulda been
Ali of the spin, golly of sin
Like a Saudi in the Taliban an event
In the of the Intercontinental
With an obvious
And I not even relent up on a little
Like Osama with a under the bin

And the middle of the Pentagon
And hit a with a rental, stop!
and forth, back and forth

Like Jack a-s in court
Rap mature, why you be like Macklemore? Huh?
Why you always smack a w---e?
It's likely the psychiatric ward's a resort

Something's gotta give, for sure

Yet you keep coming for more
Not as raw as I was, "Walk on Water"
Bitch, my dick

Y'all saw the and had a fit 'fore you heard it
So you formed your
While you sat with arms crossed

Did your reaction videos and talked over songs

Nah, dog, y'all saying I lost it, your fucking marbles are
But nowadays, every flow, every sounds the same

a powder cake, I draw inspiration out of hate
Real in the paper, I don't trace
But if I look and out of place
'cause I'm an alien,
that's why I write 'til the page is space, yeah

From 7 in Novara
To "how can I be down?" all of us tryna in the car, yeah

We for the stars, yeah
'Cause we only got so much time in world, yeah
So it to your high school dance
To the night

If you think you're promised tomorrow,
Now I'm 'bout to again
This tune is sick, luminous, the moon is lit
A freaking lunatic, a human computer
And I'm soon to stick a broom in the

Of your Hooter's
If I was you I wouldn't do nothing stupid due to the I'm in
I'm it, you get chewed like a Junior Mint
Show me who to rip, time for you to get screwed
Empty the and put super glue in it
How fucking rappers did I go through?
I spelled out and you won't admit I
And you was smell bound, hell bound in my
But am I to sound like everything else out?
'Cause I don't get compared to it, only now
And I can see the fair-weather and sales down
But the only way I care is if I let myself
But what the have I awoke to?
to eat the vocals and shit out Pro Tools
I know you still want me to ill out, you?
the old Slim's gonna spill out open
Fire on your whole camp with s--t I wrote you
So chill out, no you hoes roast me with the shit I wrote you
I took a stand with a tan face
And practically cut my
fan base in half and outsold you
You just called my shit
Thank God, I rap better when the are stacked
Revival's wack, I don't like the "Zombie"
Or he's talking that garbage like hotter crap
Where's content at? What's with all the conscious rap?
P! nk, Beyoncé and Kehlani that "yeah"
I just added to the fuel in my rocket
'Til I'm ready to respond, then I'ma it at 'em
Idiotic from the embryonic sac
To the bodybag, be back
And I am, I'll be at your fucking throat like chloraseptic