Luyện nghe bài hát Fat Raps Remix

Chuck

And it's off the side like back fat
Givin rides to the crib not a rat trap
Cheese, peanut butter raps
I want all these in it's back in the day
a tall tee tag
I need that clean G
the weather gon be?
Drop top, no drips on upholstery
Supposed to be headed
Carwash blouw
Let my girl drive the while I break this tree down
Roll the window up
Good, turn it up
Ugh, UGK
& Wood
Hold up, yea up
tight, that's right
You do this right, you might have the time of ya

Dom
Comin from the but my fitted say Sox
you get banged on if you in it or not
Lookin Cain cuz I watch Menace a lot
And Im fuck yo friend so is she with it or not?
out to ATL cuz Im in Lennox a lot
And I like lookin, I go in there to cop
Houston Rollers, I go in it a lot
Spendin money with the u go in there to watch
on L's
Smellin like
You say you the man but these bitches cant tell
But ladies love Dom cuz Im gettin that
To make it out my hood is to make it out of jail
Put the 10's up and start out the 12's
Bet I have yo girlfriend out her heels
We shakin all
And chasin all
Im all over how you haters all feel?

Big
good
Fuck
Count
Whats
These lil niggas cant
Big shit poppin and big my first name
Im a westsider, detroit
Fuck around and i might bring gators
i leave the crib with no money
And come back later with that paper
Finally famous erything thats just how i feel bitch
They trying to my shine
They yellin hit the switch
Wrong nigga to deal
Less you a deal with
Grind hard, how i was built bitch
Whoa there. there
Im who everybody know
I through in the club and get more money than promoters
Oh thats your girl? I see her at my show
I be off in the hood I bet you ever go there
Ayy so slow boy
Don't go boy
Its people you know there boy
nigga thats addicted to the Polaroids
And i gave these niggas lines than Corduroy
And my bitches be boy
Showtime i you recordin boy
Im out

Boldy
re-up half of a brick nd
Bring it to the kitchen
See the as its fizzin
Then bring it when its finished
put that in addition
And will bag it and seal it
Then factored a did
To know the that Im flippin
6 o's gon get stashed in the
6 o's in
Im pinchin o
And one get split and het broke into halves
And one his o
And one is his
And o im baggin
and one
o the last
The Ro is a crack-a-matician
the ave cuz Im gettin dough in that slab
cuz im over, they mad
i just a blow with my mag with my briches
Kno I'll if you tempt him
Bro you will crash in yo whip holes in yo back cuz you hit
as fast as yo engine go when you smash in the strip smokin a bag wit yo bitch
chokin, gaspin for breath holdin, grabbin yo chest from Boldy maggin that
Unload it faster than Vick's school craft to the the sick
as a brick

Asher
I be frustrated with the way that shit's been
Im about to take a break and get on a vacation
Like, maybe to escape the meditation
I'll just eat, pray and wait for my day of revelation or
peyote, roam the rivers of Nairobi
Change my name to Navajo and live alone and only blow
Cuz this? Naomi show gets pretty lonely
Dont ever know you
Everybody call you so
Moany Moany be sure to treat you phony and
As as you hit your low they wont be pickin up the phone
See, Im moved to Coney show these fools I am home
And when Im on the all you wanna-be's can roam
So, take this boner to the dome you little
may be inapropy but Im certainly no sheep
See, I only lead in this of entertainment
and Big Sean
We on
Finally

Tha Ripper:
Yea, now 10 of 'em up
the rules we Auntie Anne's pretzel bendin 'em up
Dont a fuck
Word to yo daddy leather
Either pay the light or light up them candles
White Owl
Cigarillo no
Break that bitch and peel of the first layer

a baby's ass
Mercedes
The ladies ask can be next cuz im kickin they favorite raps
Life is playin 2k and kickin raps all day by the
Smokin tree I collapse in broad day
Im


Far out
My stoner chicks round soon as I break the jar out
Ay baby pass the blizz-ard
Yo woman me so I had to jizz her
Dont be sleepin or no cat naps
We leaders of the new with these fat raps