Luyện nghe bài hát Fatty Boom Boom

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

Don't you mean something like

Yeah, perf, Yo-Landi, do that thing

Eh Fatty Boom
Hit me the Ching-ching
Not fokken thinking, eye twinkling
a bit of junkie
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 from back in the day?
Now all rappers sound exactly the same
It's like one big fuck-fest

No, I do not want to stop, collaborate or

Jimmy, Jimmy, hold on to your ching
I'm takin' over America, up everything
Physically fit, the very energetic
If you haven't got it by now, then you're gonna get it
I whip my dick out and piss on all the 'n fokken rap
Got an offshore account for dollar in a stack
rap
I'm siding with China we not fokken
Like a methfest, like the time I ejaculated

Eh Fatty Boom
Hit me with the
Not fokken thinking, eye twinkling
Just a bit of
not get too funky
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
Hi! My name is Yo-Landi Visser
fight fight!
Kick you in the teeth, hit you on the with the mic
There's a rumble in the I'm (something) to beat em
Not looking for trouble but 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
Africa 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 (wiv de seen 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 lyrics 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 Boom Boom
Hit me the Ching-ching
Not fokken thinking, dolla eye
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, the change I don't need the slip
With fat sack of dagga I'm smoking a spliff
In my mat blacks are throwing a fit
Round the corner gooi'n fokken spiff drift

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

Ja, dagga dagga dagga, puff puff
Bring the back Hi-Tek!
it rough
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 that make you cum in your pants

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

Eh Fatty Boom
Hit me with the
Not fokken thinking, eye twinkling
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
a bit of junkie
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