Luyện nghe bài hát Food Fight

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

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

We're about to hot food all over this piece
(Just but a food fight)
Here we go, in the house for the 9-whatever
(Food fight)
With the and egg sandwich

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

Flame broil base, my make ya wiggle
You're busted, my mustard will wax your whole
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 like the felons are dope sacks
So max but I wouldn't stand so up in the light
Either bring it or 'cause it's about to be a food fight

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

It's classic, slapping brothers with some from jurasstic
I counteract it with the with ham hocks
From brothers who Tupac
Fifty-seven black too hard but lots of

Fat like hippopotamus, still 'em though
In the face excrements, peep my testaments
I bring the paprika
Eureka for the weaker, and smoke the

Dribble up the funk in the and, yes, about to say, "Speaker"
It leaks in your 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 neck the cheeseburger, come on
(Gotta food to the food fight)
Yes, we're slugging the chicken to your grill

(You need 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 it's over

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

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

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

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

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

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

Bring the
the groceries
Bring the