Luyện nghe bài hát Drop

I know has their own fucking version of this
But no one did it justice, so we go, uh

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

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

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