Luyện nghe bài hát Epar

All the bad boo when 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 with a T-Rex cock, talk
I invest stock in wet rock
Smoke with all the big bitches "Bedrock"
Sub in the truck, thumpin' up against the cops
And pop it I tossed a match in the engine
And go harder than a crack intervention
Clown of the class and the last to it
Big Earl make you fags stand at
Odd Future, I'm motherfucking general
Catch 'em where them slap, slash, stab bitch ass go
Girl, you ain't even ask cause you finna know
Why Playboy so sticky in this centerfold
Sticky what my niggas blow, icky finish foes
Hit 'em low, litter them with Chronicles of Riddick
Chronic in the to the dome, got my system slow
Saw 'em walking out, ask them niggas what they fo'

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

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

3:]
Yo Vince, let me tell you 'bout these hoes I met night
They I was cute 'til I asked what that ass like
Damn right, red light, ran through it
"You don't even have your permit, what the fuck are you "
Maybe if you shut the fuck up, we'd be
And you be sitting, boohooing 'bout your bruises
But no, you wanna be Miss
I'm zoning on Relapse, sliding on Blueprint
seconds it takes for her to turn blue
With my hands around her throat, her arms moving
Pulse stops too, in the back, look
As I turn to tell both not to do shit stupid
Red, white, blue lights in the rear-view,
Swerved to the shoulder, tell them both no
Sit in the back, cause the windows tinted
As I rolled down to forge a new friendship
"Aren't you a little too young to be "
Look Officer, I'm just get home
"Get out the fucking car your license and registration"
I ain't getting outta shit, you're starting to try my
Didn't backup, I could tell by the Hummingbike
Reached to the glove, the motherfucking hunting knife
Stabbed him in his neck and hip, threw him in the trunk and
Back to the fucking 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 in the front, dead cop in the back
And two live bitches "Odd Future is back"