Luyện nghe bài hát Fatty Boom Boom

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

Don't you mean something this?

Yeah, perf, Yo-Landi, do that thing

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

I'm on the mic it's like murder murder murder!
Kill kill!
Wat se
Suig my fokken
kom ek weer
Like a lekker a smack in the
Rappers are fokking pouring into passenger
What happened to all the rappers from back in the day?
Now all rappers sound exactly the same
It's one big inbred fuck-fest

No, I do not to stop, collaborate or listen

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

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 thinking, dolla eye twinkling
a bit of junkie
Let's not get too
Oh oh
Hi! My name is fuckin' Visser
Fight fight!
you in the teeth, hit you on the head with the mic
There's a in the jungle I'm (something) to beat em
Not looking for but trouble's looking for me
fokken swollen with nothing just come for free
I used to think I'd always kill to hustle something to eat
South used to be a twangy'd, (y'know dat's me)

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

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

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

Yo-Landi!

you at?
I am!

Spitting fokken lyrics bam bam bam!

Eh Fatty Boom
Hit me with the
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 thinking, dolla 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' money til' nothing left
I'm a fat cat, keep the change I don't the slip
With this fat of dagga I'm smoking a spliff
In my mat blacks are throwing a fit
Round the corner gooi'n fokken spiff Tokyo

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

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

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

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

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