Luyện nghe bài hát Epar

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

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

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

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

3:]
Yo Vince, let me you 'bout these hoes I met last night
They I was cute 'til I asked what that ass like
Damn right, red light, ran through it
"You don't even your permit, what the fuck are you doing? "
Maybe if you shut the up, we'd be cruising
And you wouldn't be sitting, boohooing 'bout 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, confused
As I turn to tell them both not to do stupid
Red, white, blue lights in the rear-view,
Swerved to the shoulder, tell both no moving
Sit down in the back, the windows tinted
As I down mine to forge a new friendship
"Aren't you a little too to be driving? "
Look Officer, I'm just tryna get
"Get out the fucking car with license and registration"
I ain't getting shit, you're starting to try my patience
Didn't have backup, I could by the Hummingbike
to the glove, grabbed 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 you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact
A one dead in the front, dead cop in the
And two live bitches "Odd Future is back"