Luyện nghe bài hát Epar

All the bad bitches boo you rap
I can you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact
I got one in the front and two in the
And the keep screaming "Odd Future is back"

1:]
Wolf a T-Rex cock, less talk
While I invest stock in wet
Smoke with all the big bitches "Bedrock"
Sub in the truck, up against the dead cops
And pop it like I tossed a in the engine
And go harder than a crack intervention
of the class and the last to attend it
Big Earl make you fags at attention
Odd Future, I'm motherfucking general
Catch 'em where them slap, slash, stab ass niggas go
Girl, you ain't even gotta ask you finna know
Why this so sticky in this centerfold
Sticky what my niggas blow, icky Earl foes
Hit 'em low, litter them Chronicles of Riddick bows
Chronic in the to the dome, got my system slow
Saw 'em walking out, ask them niggas what they fo'

[Verse 2: Staples]
Black Ted Bundy sick as John
Chilling a possible victim, she was 18
A hippie whore, met her at the liquor store
She freaked with dick to help support the habit picked up in the
Grade A of ass, so I plan on screwing it
of a couple Rufilin inside the bitch's juice and gin
Next you know, we're on Earl's burgundy carpet
kicking and screaming, begging for me to fucking stop it
Look, you know it's not rape if you it, bitch
So sit down like a pretty ho and don't fight the
Or else have to tie a pretty bow 'round your bloody neck
Hide the from the gashes given with a dull Gillette
Mop the blood up, put the in the apartment

her where we hide the marijuana and the condoms
"Hey, what's that? " Don't touch it or even look
You are and the body bag's a fucking book

3:]
Yo Vince, let me tell you 'bout these hoes I met night
They thought I was cute 'til I asked that ass like
right, red light, ran right through it
"You don't even have your permit, what the are you doing? "
if you shut the fuck up, we'd be cruising
And you wouldn't be sitting, boohooing your bruises
But no, you be Miss Fuck-with-the-Music
I'm zoning on Relapse, sliding on Blueprint
Three seconds it for her to turn blue
my hands around her throat, her arms stopped moving
Pulse stops too, in the back, look
As I turn to them both not to do shit stupid
Red, white, blue lights in the rear-view,
Swerved to the shoulder, them both no moving
Sit down in the back, cause the tinted
As I rolled down mine to a new friendship
"Aren't you a too young to be driving? "
Look Officer, I'm tryna get home
"Get out the car with your license and registration"
I ain't outta shit, you're starting to try my patience
Didn't have backup, I could by the Hummingbike
Reached to the glove, the motherfucking hunting knife
Stabbed him in his and hip, threw him in the trunk and dipped
to the fucking crib for some tea and crumpets, shit

All the bad bitches boo you rap
I can teach you how to 'em like a tutor, in fact
A one dead in the front, dead cop in the
And two live bitches screaming "Odd is back"