Luyện nghe bài hát Fatty Boom Boom

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

you mean something like this?

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

Eh Boom Boom
Hit me with the
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
a lekker a smack in the face
Rappers are fokking pouring into planes
What happened to all the cool rappers back in the day?
Now all these rappers exactly the same
It's one big inbred fuck-fest

No, I do not want to stop, collaborate or

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

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

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

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 even go to

Yo-Landi!

you at?
I am!

Spitting fokken like bam bam bam!

Eh Boom Boom
Hit me with the
Not thinking, dolla eye twinkling
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
Let's not get too
Oh oh oh oh

We keep it lekker lekker, zef zef zef
Spend all my fuckin' money til' there's nothing
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 bottle-haters a fit
Round the corner gooi'n spiff Tokyo drift

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

Ja, dagga dagga dagga, puff puff
the beat back Hi-Tek!
Make it
We drop the type of beats that make you shut the 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 the type of beats that make you fuckin' cum in your pants

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

Eh Boom 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 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