Luyện nghe bài hát Conceited Bastard

1:

I created verb-noun ??? (The beautifullest shit)
I make up like foundation, now who you
The emcee,
Ras blessed the mic faster Ramadan in mach 3
Get off my dick,
And tell your bitch to come
And stick your dick in your eardrum and what you heard (Yeah)
Fa sheezy, drama
Multiple lacerations between consecutive
I my ill nana wet, my martini dry
Whippin' a BMW (drunk driving Miss Daisy)
in a blue dress packing heat
While I'm doing doughnuts in the of the street
My east metaphors motivate religious wars
(plus some other middle east dialect)
Get it popping like Felicia and Rashad
Keep my game on like a goalie
So stick yourself, Pretty

You, you are, you bastard (8x)

2:

(We still got non-believers) So I'ma drop the bomb
Like the wide reciever
See we be off the hook like (busy signal phone)
Criminally insana, my do the Macarena
Attack the varicose vanity who cancer
Rhetorical question, a hypothetical
Wouldn't swallow my at a seizure
Speak my mind at my
singe with more hoes than Khadijah
And when I'm bent, the circus without a tent
all baby-face ass niggas who love hoes and pay rent
Give a six cents for Gucci boots (Hell no!)
I mop the floor at a peep show
What part of "I'm the shit?" you understand? (Gooby bitch)
favorite rapper is a Ras Kass fan
So, how dykes do I flip on the daily?
Many money, just give me Henny Remmy

8x again

3:

(Well, true) Damn, skippy
I put that on everything I
Like when Lucy was fucking
Got more stripes Adidas
I'm cavy fish fetus
See money and bullshit out-run cheetahs
Too perputrating, not enough lyricism
Indo got you believing what pen do
Faking pugilism, the you claim you and your man do
With a gloc, you least likely to red dot a 7-up can
My man, understand, I got
So much doe in my pocket, I give my girl a infection
I'm big-headed like babies down syndrome
Is you a playa from the Himalyas with
This one tried to Billy Jean me
But I was wearing two
So that nigga, Whodini (laughing)
Controversal reversal, this is my
You just a commercial

What, nigga, check, check,
Uh, huh, yeah,
This out to all the critics
You can the didick
Check this out for all the bitches to the
hate me though, you don't know me