Luyện nghe bài hát Fat Kidz

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

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

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