Luyện nghe bài hát Food Fight

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

Oh, me? My is Humpty Hump
(There's a in here, baby)
I'm the original rapper, baby
(You get down with this, baby)

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

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

Flame broil base, my make ya wiggle
You're busted, my mustard will wax whole plate
By itself, not including all my funky
Nod your to this and duck down

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

(You something 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 neck with a

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

Fat hippopotamus, still caught 'em though
In the face with excrements, peep my
I bring the paprika
for the weaker, and smoke the reefer

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

(You need something for the fight)
We banked you in the neck the cheeseburger
(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 food to the food fight)
Someone told ya, it ain't over till it's over

the groceries
Bring the
the groceries