Luyện nghe bài hát Frankenberry

One for the money, two for the
Three for the paper, that's all I know
Broke with a job, a with the cash
You be hoping to God I don't put my foot in ass
Got my on the gas, and I'm running the red
Put this in your ass, I just gun you dreads
Never go on the block, I used to do
Why go on the block, I up my niggas, boo
Mister bap rap whatever
The leather match the black Nike Venoms
So that my wife be in em
Body the grape ape
Probably break one eighth of your off
Fake and soft, pa and I 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, don't do it in front of P
Personally, it's personal
You send a verse for me, I'll send a to you
it's that, the realer you act
I'm actually one of the that really can rap
One for the money, two for the
Three for the paper, all that I know
You call that a show, more of a circus
You hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous
You for the service, you fall on your face
Judging shit backwards, stop calling this
Now I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta world
And if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to girl
She really a bird, cause giving her seeds
Then leave, now she expect the shit from me
Please, use your for a stand
You got a big mouth, now who deeming my man
Damn, a new pedestal that I sit on
Son, I'mma on better stools
The tools I use, two hammers
One for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life
Personally, it's personal
You send a verse to me, I'll send a to you
Clearly that, the realer you act
I'm actually one of them rappers that can rap
I'm actually one of them clappers that strapped
I'm actually running with Africans, smack
I'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty
Exploiting the Black, nap Cadillac rap
fuck, I will fuck up your face
Fuck face fingers, fuck trigger the ape