Luyện nghe bài hát Drunken Freestyle

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

Ha yeah oh no! Yes yo no Mr.
All right let's settle down it's for class and Mr. Robins Brown
Aw, suckas, gather up! It's about time you busted a nut!
'Bout you let go, bout time
You out retarded people are slow
But there's more to recite cause they can't hide their true
True I'm jumpin' all for you
Can you feel my card dealing? I'm dealin lucky numbers
And if you're the one you might stumble down 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 ain't movin, Reeves Oh no! Oh no!

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