Luyện nghe bài hát Cuckoo

My triggers is stupid, you thugs is
My be, goin', eh, for the love of money
Dumb, fabulous rhymer give you luger
Hula hoop, hold you, put your noodles behind you

Take your takeaway, show up before you
Hit you in the knee with a bat and tell you to a leg
Hee, hee, I got the Kris laugh, a very angry future
A pissed off past, fuck hip-hop, I it
I will diss Joe Budden then diss, every that started it
I'm cuckoo, I don't need a hook for one

They say I'm kin to sinnin', yeah, I'm twin
right, I'm Vicodin writin' with a Klonopin'
I love stanky hoes, I got a thang for Cole
Momma man show, should be The Frankie Show

I I need to get some motherfuckin' sleep
Every strand of on my balls is a blood suckin' leech
I be while you hear, take your index finger
Point it at your head and twirl it 'round your ear
I'm cuckoo, I don't a hook for this one

Nope, Mr. Yowwa, yup, to go meat fishin'
And catch me a crevice, I'm on the ass cheek mission
Fuck these women, I want me a sloppy hoe
That smell like talapio, call me Sloppy Joe

I dig your eyes out, watch me though, is bullshit
All the coke don't fit, I a Scottie nose
A can of beef raviolis, a lid
If I don't get it can cop me yo and ain't get a vid
I'm Cuckoo, I don't need a hook for this one

The bitches just bitch and the thugs is
The insects is actin' like me and me I'm
I hang from the sidewalk, hop over the Everglades
walk the equator with broken roller blades
See you our pizza oven, your shoulder blades
And, throw grenades at nana's bingo parade

see my anthrax?
I'm a it on my hands, crawl to Japan
And my man dap
I'm cuckoo, I need a hook for this one

look at the show he did last
Nigga came out in a suit and a pig mask
a fan and left his pockets on Slim Fast
Just co-operate and say that he wrote for gym class

You gettin' smart alecky the best
'Til I cut you up and make a art gallery with your
Challenge me on the
I'll put a Dodge Challenger car battery in your
The son of David
I'm cuckoo, nuh, uh, I don't a hook for this one

Likkle acts with sickle raps
Cursin' at church then walkin' out to wax a virgin
Murkin' a track, killin' feature like
I'm a drunk plastic surgeon, certainly dirty past

I can get as Ozzy
Sick as a fagot fuckin' the dead of Liberace
Nigga, me if you cross me
how your life story would begin, once upon a time, the end
Cuckoo, I don't need a for this one

I'm a go fuck bitches, get money, all y'all do to 'em is 'em
No rubber up in aluminum foil
They tell me I'm buggin', got rappers the oven screamin' Jersey
And I'm usin' it for in my turkey

Bumpin' Ram Jam with a leg in the air
Jerkin' me off, now that's I call a handstand
Body parts in the freezer, you use for a fever
four million how I'm feelin' for my leisure
I'm a cuckoo, I need a hook for this one

I'm weird, I'm voodoo, you know how dude do
Towel on the bed, fuck while she and call it Su-Wu
sayin' lend me a thou' or the semi is out
Dump in the bed from sittin' Indian
Check it, I'm on fire tryin' to make the proud of me

Sleepin' in gasoline a nigga got it out for me
Hang my mother off a 30-foot balcony
Then look the body like 'Bitch, shouldn'ta doubted me'
I'm cuckoo, I don't a hook for this one