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 don't give a fuck, I'm
Make me stop, make me bitch, she mad I taped the shit
And sent the to Ace and Taco, helps 'em fuckin' 'bate to it
Master, master, pretty basher, black and white bitch
Mixed like she moo and chew grass or some
Like the shit, I guess I like my bitch
If she wasn't a dyke motorcyclist Tyson lisp
Gang on that drive without a license shit
On that take Shake and Meka necks and fuckin' slice shits
Oh how nice, now you wanna say you the shit
Because you bruised up, your neck sliced, and I icin' shit
Show me a rapper my age say he nice as this
And show you a faggot that says he hate Barbara 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' and then they weep

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

2]
Yo, the get silenced and the fans get violent
live grimey like the hands of Odd Toddlers
Fuckin' arsenal of wolves in the pack I travel in
The ram, rammin' 'em, rats get to tattlin'
Lynn swingin' axes at you of savages
And prayin' that it damages, your what my passion 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, plannin' to make a of her
a couple drinks and a session of anal sex with her
Like hey there intestines, my is erect next to ya
We the shit, like what you make, them niggas still fresh as us