Luyện nghe bài hát Cowboy

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

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

But when you're alone start coming in
Punching in that dark box and they start rummaging
Shit you've got to battle with, wish that they skedaddle
But it makes your shadow say none, fuck it grab the gun
I to get out of the house, so I hit the dead Sams, we were biking it out
In a hoodie,with a Arizona and a bag of skittles
Just to see all that fucking hype is about
Now everytime you see a you think of me, eh?
Because everytime I see one I think what his parents say
In court saying I ate him, I wasn't that day
I was with Whitney Sitting 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 cowboy on my own
And I am the

Do you know how weird it is I make a bunch of cheese
While my friends can't afford little from Little Caesars
And their whole goal is to roll up and bowls
So I don't bad when they not eating
(But you still us you punk bitch)
Wolf Haley got more methods than
I'm never civil Lincoln
Preme out the bag no wrinkles
I'm dokie and loopy
And booboo and Caca
If you I'm fucking COOCOO
Try talking to my shrink

(Hey)

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

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