Luyện nghe bài hát Drop

I know everyone has their own fucking version of
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 don't give a fuck, I'm
Make me stop, make me bitch, she mad I taped the shit
And the tape to Ace and Taco, helps 'em fuckin' 'bate 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 with Tyson lisp
Wolf Gang on drive without a license shit
On that take 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'
me a rapper my age that say he nice as this
And I'll show you a faggot that says he Barbara Streisand 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 beats
the competition kiss the fuckin' curb and then they weep

And then they drop,
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' Awesome arsenal of wolves in the pack I in
The battle ram, rammin' 'em, rats get to
swingin' axes at you antonyms of savages
And prayin' that it damages, hobby's what my passion is
Fuck that faggot shit, my on that savage shit
the game and shovin' daggers through the ass of it
Movin' on to a Jessica, plannin' to make a of her
After a couple and a session of anal 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