Luyện nghe bài hát Drop

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

1]
Tell your bitch to stop complainin' 'bout her tits
Her is a temple, I don't 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, 'em fuckin' 'bate to it
Master, master, bitch basher, black and white bitch
Mixed like she moo and chew grass or Concerta
the shit, I guess I kinda like my bitch
If she wasn't a dyke motorcyclist Tyson lisp
Wolf Gang on that without a license shit
On that take Shake and Meka necks and slice them shits
Oh how nice, now you wanna say you like the
Because you bruised up, your sliced, and I ain't icin' shit
me a rapper my age that say he nice as this
And I'll show you a faggot that he hate Barbara Streisand flicks
Huh, me and Berman swervin' in the
I'm a nice guy in person, but a pervert in the
And I'm magic with the words, Merlin over beats
Make the competition kiss the curb and then they weep

And then they drop,
Drop, bitch, drop, drop, (Drop, bitch)

2]
Yo, the lambs get silenced and the get violent
Droppin' live like the hands of Odd Toddlers
Awesome arsenal of wolves in the pack I travel in
The battle ram, 'em, rats get to tattlin'
Lynn swingin' axes at you 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
Movin' on to a Jessica, to make a mess of her
After a couple drinks and a session of anal sex her
Like hey there intestines, my cock is next to ya
We the shit, like what you make, them niggas still ain't as us