Luyện nghe bài hát Dutty (Freestyle)

Jah, Jah, Jah (ha, ha)
See me, can't jungle (sniff)
You can't, see

1]
It's the of your bitch
She catch attention and the shit
She got your tensions tattoo'd to the
That bitch looser the screws in my new gun and shit
So take your mula, pop medulla, get to and shit
the bitch, mistakes push brigade out of they mamas
Doing her braids, living mama for the rest of the days
Ain't seen the space, shit, a young
Fucking all the homies, bet her pussy feel
She gon' in these shades and buy a thousand dollar lipstick
had a motherfuckin' thousand dollar dick kiss?
Well I did, hi kids she swallowed
Head hollow no brain, go insane, but she gon'
In letterman, in my letterman, in my letterman

See,
Can't the jungle, or...nah

2]
You see my raps, subordinate
portraits of flow and gin
[?]
More than an orphan [?]
[?] block detergent, merging for purpose
notice that I was soaking in lotion
Running the motion, devotion was not a
Hoping that Lexis for fucking
Fuck it I'm ducking, and off to New Zealand
I'm wheeling, dealing,
Pop and I'm feeling like villain

Ah, fuck your feelings, nigga
Uh uh, aye, jah jah jah
Fucking close to your
All you dead, uh
Haha, we don't play that
Basically, you a basic g, bitch, haha
Ha-ha,
Shit dutty,
No doubt,
It's so dutty,
Uh-huh,
This peaked, uh, haha
Rest in peace to mama, with the drummer, ha
I a llama, ha, teacher, yuh