Luyện nghe bài hát Frankenberry

One for the money, two for the
Three for the paper, that's all that I
Broke a job, a crook with the cash
You be hoping to God I don't put my foot in ass
Got my foot on the gas, and I'm the red
Put this pack in your ass, I just gun you
Never go on the block, I used to do
Why go on the block, I up my niggas, boo
Mister boom bap rap
The black leather match the black Venoms
So nice that my be in em
the great grape ape
Probably break one of your face off
and soft, pa and I hate all of you
Punch you in the now you able to taste barbecue
Hard to do this, I'm me
You can do what you do, just do it in front of P
Personally, it's personal
You send a verse for me, send a hearse to you
Clearly it's that, the you act
I'm actually one of the rappers that can rap
One for the money, two for the
Three for the paper, that's all I know
You that a show, it's more of a circus
You tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em
You fall for the service, you fall on face
Judging shit backwards, stop calling case
Now I'm all in space, cause I'm outta this world
And if I show what's on my plate, say to your girl
She a bird, cause you're giving her seeds
Then leave, now she the same shit from me
Please, use your for a stand
You got a big mouth, now who deeming my man
Damn, it's a new that I sit on
Son, I'mma shit on stools
The that I use, two hammers
One for the in your coffin, the next for your life after
Personally, nothing personal
You send a verse to me, send a hearse to you
Clearly that, the realer you act
I'm one of them rappers that really can rap
I'm actually one of them clappers that actually
I'm actually running Africans, trafficking smack
I'm actually smacking the nap off your jack
the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap
Fake fuck, I fuck up your face
Fuck fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape