Luyện nghe bài hát Fatty Boom Boom

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

Don't you something like this?

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

Eh Boom Boom
Hit me the Ching-ching
Not thinking, dolla eye twinkling
Just a bit of
Let's not get too
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 pouring passenger planes
What happened to all the cool rappers from in the day?
Now all these rappers sound exactly the
It's like one big fuck-fest

No, I do not to stop, collaborate or listen

Jimmy, Jimmy, hold on to your ching
I'm over America, blowin' up everything
Physically fit, the Ninja 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 'n fokken rap
Got an offshore account for bills in a stack
rap
I'm siding with we not fokken related
Like a methfest, the first time I ejaculated

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

Eh Boom Boom
Hit me the Ching-ching
Not thinking, dolla 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
There's a in the jungle I'm (something) to beat em
Not for trouble but trouble's looking for me
fokken swollen with nothing just come for free
I used to think I'd always kill this to hustle to eat
Africa used to be a twangy'd, (y'know dat's me)

Suddenly you're 'cos we're blowing up overseas
you money money money
Yes yes yes
Zef side
fuckin' with the best

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

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

Yo-Landi!

you at?
I am!

Spitting lyrics like bam bam bam!

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

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

We keep it lekker lekker, zef zef zef
Spend all my fuckin' til' there's nothing left
I'm a fat cat, the change I don't need the slip
With this fat sack of dagga I'm a spliff
In my mat are bottle-haters throwing a fit
Round the corner fokken spiff Tokyo drift

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

Ja, dagga dagga, puff puff puff
the beat back Hi-Tek!
Make it
We drop the type of beats 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 like to say you're stuck in a trance
We drop the type of beats make you fuckin' cum in your pants

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

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