Luyện nghe bài hát Drunken Freestyle

You can't it if I stop you I can
comes Jess, the garbage man
Ooh ahh, I'll page ya on face and then I'll place ya
Inside of my cell room, we can fuck you in the ass with a broom
And a bat, swing for the reaches
Swing for the hi-ho bitches
Cut my toenail, in stitches, we bleed
We used to call britches!

Ha yeah oh no! Yes yo no Mr.
All right let's settle down time for class and Mr. Robins Brown
Aw, yeah suckas, gather up! It's about you busted a nut!
time you let go, bout time
You found out people are slow
But there's more to recite cause can't hide their true feelings
stealing I'm jumpin' all for you
Can you my card hand dealing? I'm dealin lucky numbers
And if you're the next one you might stumble down
Flight of stairs, but I don't there ain't no help for you
There no repair you might end up make you bleed
You ain't movin, Christopher Oh no! Oh no!

Yo I'm still me, I'm still the same, I'm still the same I been
I'm still the betta best best there ever been
And then I pissed down my throat I to row a boat
I tried to see Ryan Gee float but he just
He took off his pants he put frogs and right up his ass
around, he was in a dream tryin to scheme
To sure he was...(fade out)