Luyện nghe bài hát Epar

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

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

[Verse 2: Staples]
Ted Bundy sick as John Gacy
Chilling with a victim, she was 18
A hitchhiker hippie whore, met her at the liquor
She freaked with to help support the habit picked up in the fourth
A piece of ass, so I plan on screwing it
Slipped of a couple inside the bitch's juice and gin
Next you know, we're on Earl's burgundy carpet
She's kicking and screaming, for me to fucking stop it
Look, you know it's not rape if you like it,
So sit like a pretty 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 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 fucking
You are Fantasia and the bag's a fucking book

3:]
Yo Vince, let me tell you 'bout hoes I met last night
They thought I was 'til I asked what that ass like
right, red light, ran right 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 your
But no, you wanna be Miss
I'm zoning on Relapse, sliding on Blueprint
Three seconds it takes for her to turn
With my hands around her throat, her stopped moving
Pulse stops too, in the back, confused
As I turn to tell both not to do shit stupid
Red, white, lights in the rear-view, shit
to the shoulder, tell them both no moving
Sit down in the back, cause the tinted
As I rolled down to forge 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 getting outta shit, you're to try my patience
Didn't backup, I could tell by the Hummingbike
to the glove, grabbed the motherfucking hunting knife
Stabbed him in his neck and hip, threw him in the and dipped
Back to the fucking crib for 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, cop in the back
And two live bitches "Odd Future is back"