Luyện nghe bài hát Drop

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

1]
Tell your bitch to 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 I taped the shit
And sent the tape to Ace and Taco, helps 'em fuckin' to it
Master, master, pretty bitch basher, and white bitch
like she moo and chew grass or some Concerta
Like the shit, I guess I kinda my bitch
If she wasn't a dyke with Tyson lisp
Wolf Gang on that drive without a license
On take Shake and Meka necks and fuckin' slice them shits
Oh how nice, now you wanna say you like the
Because you bruised up, neck sliced, and I ain't icin' shit
Show me a rapper my age that say he nice as
And I'll show you a faggot that says he hate Barbara flicks
Huh, me and swervin' in the jeep
But I'm a nice guy in person, but a in the sheets
And I'm magic with the words, murder Merlin over
the competition kiss the fuckin' curb and then they weep

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

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

Eat a dick, bitch!