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 tits
Her body is a temple, I don't give a fuck, I'm
Make me stop, make me bitch, she mad because I the shit
And sent the tape to Ace and Taco, helps 'em fuckin' to it
Master, master, pretty bitch basher, black and white
like she moo and chew grass or some Concerta
Like the shit, I guess I kinda like my
If she wasn't a motorcyclist with 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 say you like the shit
Because you bruised up, your neck sliced, and I ain't shit
Show me a rapper my age say he nice as this
And I'll show you a that says 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 with the words, murder Merlin over beats
Make the competition kiss the fuckin' curb and then they

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

2]
Yo, the get silenced and the fans get violent
Droppin' live grimey like the hands of Odd
Fuckin' Awesome of wolves in the pack I travel in
The battle ram, rammin' 'em, get to tattlin'
swingin' axes at you antonyms of savages
And prayin' that it damages, your hobby's 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, to make a mess of her
After a 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 ain't fresh as us