Luyện nghe bài hát Fat Raps Remix

Chuck

And it's fallin off the side like fat
Givin girls rides to the not a rat trap
Cheese, butter freeze raps
I want all these in it's back in the day
a tall tee tag
I that whip clean G
What's the gon be?
Drop top, no drips on this
to be headed downtown
Carwash blouw
Let my girl drive the chevy while I this tree down
Roll the back 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 westside but my say Sox
you get banged on if you in it or not
Lookin Cain cuz I watch Menace a lot
And Im tryna fuck yo friend so is she it or not?
Shout out to ATL cuz Im in a lot
And I like lookin, I go in there to cop
Houston Rollers, I go in it a lot
Spendin money with the strippers u go in there to
on L's
Smellin like
You say you the man but dawg these bitches cant
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 shakin out her
We all deals
And all meals
Im poppin all over how you all feel?

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

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

Asher
I be frustrated the way that shit's been agein
Im about to take a break and get on a vacation
Like, maybe to escape the meditation
I'll just eat, pray and for my day of revelation or I'll
Take peyote, roam the of Nairobi
Change my name to Navajo and live alone and only weed
Cuz Naomi flowin show gets pretty lonely
nobody ever know you
Everybody you homie so
Moany they'll be sure to treat you phony and
As soon as you hit low they wont be pickin up the phone
See, Im to Coney show these fools that I am home
And when Im on the microphone all you wanna-be's can
So, take this to the dome you little bo-peeps
may be inapropy but Im certainly no sheep
See, I only in this game of entertainment
and Big Sean
We on
Finally

Tha Ripper:
Yea, now 10 of 'em up
Fuck the rules we Anne's pretzel bendin 'em up
Dont give a
Word to yo daddy sandals
Either pay the light bill or light up them
Regular Owl
no flavors
Break that bitch and peel of the first layer

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


Far out
My stoner chicks gather soon as I break the jar out
Ay girl pass the blizz-ard
Yo woman chose me so I had to her
Dont be or takin no cat naps
We leaders of the new school these fat raps