Luyện nghe bài hát Food Fight

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This is a food fight
(You better it)
That means we're callin' out all you and crooks
(What? We're to rip this shit)

Oh, me? My name is Humpty
(There's a in here, baby)
I'm the original big-nosed rapper,
(You better get with this, baby)

We're to sling hot food all over this piece
(Just nothing but a fight)
we go, back in the house for the 9-whatever
(Food fight)
With the and egg sandwich

You ain't bringing groceries, G, your groove is getting over records
But can you sling the food this?
You better bite this, if you wanna the people move like this
Chez wa, Allah, burger

broil base, my pickle make ya wiggle
You're busted, my mustard will wax your plate
By itself, not all my funky condiments
Nod your head to this and down

As I to lock and load a fresh cantaloupe
Yo, I'm illin', I'm slingin' melons like the felons are slangin' dope
So max but I wouldn't stand so close up in the
Either bring it or 'cause it's about to be a food fight

(You need for the food fight)
We hit you in the neck with a
(Gotta food to the food fight)
Yeah, bruh, we hit you in the with a cheeseburger

It's classic, slapping with some lettuce from jurasstic
I it with the Shock with ham hocks
From brothers who might
Fifty-seven black too hard but of flows

Fat like hippopotamus, still caught 'em
In the face with excrements, my testaments
I the seasoning paprika
for the weaker, and smoke the reefer

Dribble up the funk in the beaker and, yes, to say, "Speaker"
It in your ears and years ahead
I went to Japan and was throwing pork balls
But I'm calling protocol,

(You something for the food fight)
We banked you in the with the cheeseburger, come on
(Gotta bring to the food fight)
Yes, we're slugging the chicken nugget to grill

(You something for the food fight)
Get ready, we're coming fetti with the
(Gotta bring food to the fight)
Someone shoulda told ya, it ain't over till over

Now if I am what I eat I I ain't a big couchie
substitute the 'Ouch' for the 'Ooch'
If so, I hate to see my man Donnie O, be a butt hell
the 'Ell' for the 'Ole'

Actually, hella fools I know would be toe up
If you was you ate, no fakin'
My man Nate be a plate of bacon
My Shock popcorn, and my cat would be a rat

My girlfriend be some super sperm and things
My rich nigga Pac would be a lobster hot wings
It's quite simple, if true my temple is wrecked
I'd be some and cognac

I'd be a pinto bean smothered neck bone
taker, vanilla wafer, baker, filler
So come on with food slingin' 'cause I'm ready
it shut up nigga, sing it

(You something for the food fight)
We banked you in the neck the cheeseburger
(Gotta bring to the food fight)
Yes, slugging the chicken nugget to your grill

(You something for the food fight)
Get ready, coming fetti with the groceries
(Gotta food to the food fight)
Someone told ya, it ain't over till it's over

the groceries
Bring the
Bring the