Luyện nghe bài hát Drop

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

1]
Tell your bitch to stop complainin' 'bout her achey
Her is a temple, I don't give a fuck, I'm atheist
Make me stop, make me bitch, she mad because I taped the
And the tape 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 kinda my bitch
If she wasn't a dyke with Tyson lisp
Wolf Gang on that drive without a 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 neck sliced, and I icin' shit
me a rapper my age that 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
I'm a nice guy in person, but a pervert in the
And I'm magic with the words, murder over beats
Make the competition kiss the fuckin' curb and they weep

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

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