Luyện nghe bài hát Drop

I know everyone has their own fucking 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
me stop, make me bitch, she mad because I taped the shit
And sent the to Ace and Taco, helps 'em fuckin' 'bate to it
Master, master, pretty bitch basher, black and white
Mixed like she moo and chew grass or Concerta
Like the shit, I guess I kinda my bitch
If she a dyke motorcyclist with Tyson lisp
Wolf Gang on that drive a license shit
On that take and Meka necks and fuckin' slice them shits
Oh how nice, now you say you like the shit
Because you bruised up, your neck sliced, and I icin' shit
Show me a rapper my age that say he nice as
And I'll 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 in the sheets
And I'm magic with the words, murder Merlin over
Make the competition kiss the fuckin' curb and then they

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

2]
Yo, the lambs get silenced and the fans get
live grimey like the hands of Odd Toddlers
Fuckin' Awesome arsenal of wolves in the pack I in
The battle ram, 'em, rats get to tattlin'
Lynn swingin' axes at you of savages
And prayin' it damages, your hobby's what my passion is
that faggot shit, my niggas on that savage shit
Fuckin' the game and shovin' 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 erect to ya
We the shit, like what you make, them niggas ain't fresh as us