Luyện nghe bài hát Drunken Freestyle

You stop it if I stop you I can
comes jess, the garbage man
Ooh ahh, I'll ya on your face and then I'll place ya
of my cell room, where we can fuck you in the ass with a broom
And a bat, swing for the reaches
Swing for the hi-lo bitches
Cut my toenail, in stitches, we bleed
We to call pants britches!

Ha oh no! yes yo no mr. homo
All right let's settle down it's time for class and mr. robins
Aw, yeah suckas, gather up! it's about you busted a nut!
'bout you let go, bout time
You found out retarded are slow
But there's more to cause they can't hide their true feelings
stealing I'm jumpin' all for you
Can you feel my card dealing? I'm dealin lucky numbers
And if you're the next one you might stumble that
Flight of stairs, but I don't there ain't no help for you
ain't no repair you might end up make you bleed
You movin, chrsitopher reeves oh no! oh no!

Yo I'm still me, I'm still the same, I'm the same I ever been
I'm still the betta best best that there been
And then I pissed down my throat I to row a boat
I tried to see ryan gee float but he can't
He took off his pants he put and ants right up his ass
around, he was in a dream tryin to scheme
To make he was...(fade out)