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 to God I don't put my foot in your ass
Got my on the gas, and I'm running the red
Put this pack in 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
boom bap rap whatever
The black match the black Nike Venoms
So nice that my be in em
the great grape ape
Probably break one eighth of your off
Fake and soft, pa and I all of you
Punch you in the face now you 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, I'll a hearse to you
Clearly it's that, the you act
I'm actually one of the rappers really can rap
One for the money, two for the
for the paper, that's all that I know
You that a show, it's more of a circus
You tryna hear flow, still calling 'em nervous
You for the service, you fall on your face
Judging shit backwards, stop calling case
Now I'm all in your space, cause I'm this world
And if I show what's on my plate, say to your girl
She a bird, cause you're giving her seeds
leave, now she expect the same shit from me
Please, use your knees for a
You got a big mouth, now who deeming my man
Damn, it's a new pedestal I sit on
Son, shit on better stools
The that I use, two hammers
One for the nail in your coffin, the next for your after
Personally, it's personal
You send a verse to me, I'll send a to you
Clearly it's that, the you act
I'm one of them rappers that really can rap
I'm actually one of them clappers actually strapped
I'm actually with Africans, trafficking smack
I'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty
Exploiting the Black, nap Cadillac rap
Fake fuck, I will fuck up face
Fuck face fingers, trigger nigga the ape