Luyện nghe bài hát Drunken Freestyle

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

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

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