Luyện nghe bài hát Fat Kidz

Yo fritz, put on a mothafucking beat, we can shake our mothafucking rolls to
Yo, fat are ya with me?
Put your mothafucking hands in the air, let me see your little chubby digits
It's about to get sweaty in ya'll, you might want to bring a fan
It ain't easy, being about 250, when 15 years old
That's what life's about

Hey yo, fat people are to kidnap
So if fat and you're all in this bitch, then grab your nutsack
Fat bitches, don't feel out
you can grab one of them skinny bitches, and knock her ass out
Chubby love, a ninja some
Cause this fat motherfucker stay ready however come
A rapper, cannible lyricist
I got host of MC's like you inside my
Standing poolside with a on
Unless I'm showering or fucking, my stay on
I got double cheeseburgers me in my sleep
And fine hoes checking me out but to speak
Off the chain, off the scale, I ain't no weight
I'm at the high ass hell fixing my plate
XX to the X-L, hit me 3
correct with my burger and fries, the king sized

"This song is dedicated to all the fat people world wide, or alive. Biggy Smalls, The One Man Gang, Chubb Rock, Chris
Farley, 8 Ball, John Candy, Big Pun, Bam Bam Bigalow, Fred Bearing, Kevin Smith, E-40, Matt Nips, Kong Bundy, Fat Joe,
Ya Dead Homie, Fat Albert, and the Fat Boys, and Grimace. Monoxide use to be fat."