Luyện nghe bài hát Cookie Coma

Okay,
Everybody celebrate like it's a
Let me the way, no it isn't fathers day
Or day but the other day
I had a dream I K
He that yay got done away
In the rectum of the and I ain't sprung to say
don't protect them for the good
But they spray
sucha bad cold dream
I'm dreamin' it's reality, it struggles and it me
They fry me like they battered me
I'm a they can't shatter me
Through casualty I'm' actively transparent to a clarence
I probably be deceased if it wasn't for my grandparents
Papa was a pastor, the pastor's wife
your writs and swallow knives, Bitch it's super six for life
I'm too legit for life, I should get a and die
Fuckin' take a trip and fly and come down
I be in my own world, teeth in my crown
Bitch I travel round the world, like nigga fuck yo'
Paper takin' off soon as it touch yo' ground
Who said the lost a never be found
You speakin' down on odd future, it's a pronoun
in the league ho I'm a fuckin' pro now
You mainstream niggas, slow
I turn this to a ho
Wavin' that four-four round, all of those rounds
On some wild wild west shit
Death will probably be next pick to
I'm sick of all these bullshit hoes, I got
She feelin' me as I'm fe- feelin' on her
To do infinity, I'm the remedy to a
For once I take this genially, generally
I'm shots like Kennedy, like fuck the enemy
Whatever me is meant to be, I am what I eat
Brocoli pasta, rotisserie, meat
weed till I feel my heart beat
Drink like a alchohlicly close fit out the closet
The art to whoever draws it, at heart I'm an artist
Who knows his is flawless
I got affection for whatever the cause is, who it (lemme know, lemme know)