Luyện nghe bài hát Fatty Boom Boom

Yo, Hi-Tek, you you could fuck with something like this?

Don't you mean something like

Yeah, that's perf, Yo-Landi, do that

Eh Fatty Boom
Hit me with the
Not thinking, dolla eye twinkling
Just a bit of
not get too funky
Oh oh oo oh

When I'm on the mic it's like murder murder!
kill kill!
Wat se
my fokken piel
Hier kom ek
Like a a smack in the face
Rappers are fokking into passenger planes
What happened to all the cool rappers from in the day?
Now all these rappers exactly the same
It's like one big fuck-fest

No, I do not want to stop, collaborate or

Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy on to your ching
I'm takin' over America, up everything
fit, the Ninja very energetic
If you haven't got it by now, then you're never get it
I whip my dick out and piss on all the hard-up 'n rap
Got an account for dollar bills in a stack
rap
I'm siding with China we not related
Like a methfest, like the first time I

Eh Boom Boom
Hit me with the
Not fokken thinking, dolla eye
a bit of junkie
Let's not get too
Oh oh oh oh

Eh Fatty Boom
Hit me with the
Not fokken thinking, eye twinkling
a bit of junkie
Let's not get too
Oh oh
Hi! My is Yo-Landi fuckin' Visser
fight fight!
Kick you in the teeth, hit you on the with the mic
a rumble in the jungle I'm (something) to beat em
Not looking for but trouble's looking for me
M'uppercuts're fokken swollen nothing just come for free
I used to I'd always kill this to hustle something to eat
South used to be a twangy'd, (y'know dat's me)

Suddenly you're 'cos we're blowing up overseas
Make you money money
Yes yes yes
Zef represent
You're with the best

I'm a
get buffed like a sucka
Bokka
motherfucker!

I'm a big (wiv de seen my niggas rollin' me)?
Now I'm having so much fun I can't go to sleep

Yo-Landi!

you at?
I am!

Spitting lyrics like bam bam bam!

Eh Fatty Boom
Hit me the Ching-ching
Not thinking, dolla eye twinkling
a bit of junkie
Let's not get too
Oh oh oh oh

Eh Boom Boom
Hit me the Ching-ching
Not fokken thinking, eye twinkling
Just a bit of
Let's not get too
Oh oh oh oh

We keep it lekker lekker, zef zef zef
Spend all my fuckin' money til' nothing left
I'm a fat cat, keep the change I need the slip
With this fat sack of dagga I'm smoking a
In my mat blacks are throwing a fit
Round the corner gooi'n spiff Tokyo drift

My told me there's a lot of fish in the sea
There's just a lotta money bitches and weed

Ja, dagga dagga dagga, puff puff
Bring the beat Hi-Tek!
it rough
We drop the of beats that make you shut the fuck up and dance
We drop the type of beats so you're fuckin' stuck in a trance
In the overseas they like to say you're stuck in a
We drop the type of beats that make you fuckin' cum in pants

Pass it to left, like a zef, to the east, to the motherfucken

Eh Fatty Boom
Hit me the Ching-ching
Not fokken thinking, dolla eye
Just a bit of
Let's not get too
Oh oh oh oh

Eh Fatty Boom
Hit me with the
Not fokken thinking, dolla eye
Just a bit of
Let's not get too
Oh oh oh oh

Eh Fatty Boom
Hit me with the
Not thinking, dolla eye twinkling
Just a bit of
not get too funky
Oh oh oh oh