Luyện nghe bài hát Drop

[Intro: Sweatshirt]
I everyone has their own fucking version of this
But no one did it justice, so we go, uh

1]
Tell bitch to stop complainin' 'bout her achey tits
Her body is a temple, I give a fuck, I'm atheist
Make me stop, make me bitch, she mad because I taped the
And sent the tape to Ace and Taco, helps 'em fuckin' to it
Master, master, pretty bitch basher, black and white
Mixed like she moo and chew or some Concerta
the shit, I guess I kinda like my bitch
If she wasn't a dyke motorcyclist with Tyson
Wolf Gang on that drive without a shit
On take Shake and Meka necks and fuckin' slice them shits
Oh how nice, now you wanna say you the shit
Because you bruised up, your neck sliced, and I ain't icin'
Show me a rapper my age say he nice as this
And I'll show you a faggot that says he hate Streisand flicks
Huh, me and swervin' in the jeep
But I'm a nice guy in person, but a pervert in the
And I'm magic with the words, murder Merlin beats
Make the kiss the fuckin' curb and then they weep

And then drop, ha-ha
Drop, bitch, drop, drop, (Drop, bitch)

2]
Yo, the lambs get silenced and the fans get
Droppin' live grimey like the hands of Odd
Fuckin' Awesome of wolves in the pack I travel in
The battle ram, rammin' 'em, get to tattlin'
Lynn swingin' at you antonyms of savages
And prayin' it damages, your hobby's what my passion is
Fuck that faggot shit, my niggas on that savage
Fuckin' the game and daggers through the ass of it
I Said..
Fuck that faggot shit, my niggas on savage shit
Fuckin' the and shovin' daggers through the ass of it
Movin' on to a Jessica, to make a mess of her
After a couple and a session of anal sex with her
Like hey there intestines, my cock is next to ya
We the shit, like you make, them niggas still ain't fresh as us

Eat a dick, bitch!