Luyện nghe bài hát Cowboy

Knock knock motherfucks me Mr. Clusterfuck
What, when, where, how, who gives a fuck
Wang M-O-B, mopping niggas ante up
Ain't been this fucking sick since brain cancer ate my up
in peace, her lying it, life ain't got no light in it
Darker than that that nigga Frankie was hiding in
Open it, dope in it, Bobby where's my fucking
Address my little dick as Ike, twenty I hit your wife
This is life, I just want to fly some kites
Salem and Slater and go around, riding bikes
Get some ice cream, Wang rascals toward the night
To skate around and do annoying that older peeps despise
Nigga fuck it though, going hard as mo
Got a nigga dollars and a couple cracker kids at
Cracked a couple kids in the head with cast
Had a blast out Europe, had a Swedish bitch toes
That's how it goes; designing clothes, cats on everything, cats on
You think all this money make a happy me?
But I'm as lonely as crackers that supermodels eat
Everybody's sparking it and I keep
keep calm in this hot box and I get nauseous
Hop in the car and a song as I'm heading straight to the office
Pissed off at Jasper because that's some faggot called "Pink Dolphin"
I roll on a mean unicorn
hat,Vans, Golf top is the team uniform
Downin' that Capri Sun, tighten my up
like a les, I'm forgetting my damn manners cause

I am the cowboy on my own
And I am the cowboy on my own
And I am the on my own trip
And I am the

But when you're alone start coming in
in that dark light box and they start rummaging
Shit you've got to battle with, that they could skedaddle
But it your shadow say none, fuck it grab the gun again
I to get out of the house, so I hit the dead Sams, we were biking it out
In a black hoodie,with a and a bag of skittles
Just to see what all fucking hype is about
Now everytime you see a you think of me, eh?
everytime I see one I think what his parents would say
In court I ate him, I wasn't present that day
I was with Whitney smoking at the dock in the Bay

I am the cowboy on my own
And I am the on my own trip
And I am the on my own trip
And I am the

Do you know how it is knowing I make a bunch of cheese
While my friends can't little pizzas from Little Caesars
And their whole goal is to roll up and smoke
So I feel bad when they not eating
(But you still treating us you bitch)
Wolf Haley got methods than Pinkman
I'm civil Fuck Lincoln
Preme out the bag it's no
I'm okie and loopy
And nana and Caca
If you I'm fucking COOCOO
Try talking to my then

(Hey)

(im here)
Yo that?
Salem
That's my
You the fuck away from her alright?

I am the cowboy on my own
And I am the on my own trip
And I am the on my own trip
And I am the