Luyện nghe bài hát Food Fight

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This is a federal fight
(You better it)
That we're callin' 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 original big-nosed rapper,
(You better get down this, baby)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now if I am what I eat I hope I ain't a big
substitute the 'Ouch' for the 'Ooch'
If so, I to see my man Donnie O, he'd be a butt hell
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 brother Shock popcorn, and my cat be a rat

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

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

(You need something for the fight)
We banked you in the neck the cheeseburger
(Gotta food to the food fight)
Yes, we're slugging the 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

Bring the
Bring the
the groceries