Luyện nghe bài hát Frankenberry

One for the money, two for the
Three for the paper, all that I know
Broke with a job, a crook 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 your ass, I just gun you
go on the block, like 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 nice my wife be in em
Body the grape ape
Probably break one eighth of face off
and soft, pa and I hate all of you
Punch you in the face now you able to barbecue
to do this, I'm doing me
You can do you do, just don't do it in front of P
Personally, nothing personal
You send a verse for me, send a hearse to you
Clearly that, the realer you act
I'm actually one of the rappers really can rap
One for the money, two for the
Three for the paper, that's all I know
You call that a show, it's of a circus
You tryna hear Buck flow, calling 'em nervous
You fall for the service, you fall on face
Judging shit backwards, stop this case
Now I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this
And if I show on my plate, say goodbye to your girl
She really a bird, cause you're her seeds
Then leave, now she the same shit from me
Please, use knees for a stand
You got a big mouth, now who my little man
Damn, a new pedestal that I sit on
Son, I'mma on better stools
The that I use, two hammers
One for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life
Personally, nothing personal
You send a to me, I'll send a hearse to you
Clearly it's that, the you act
I'm actually one of them rappers 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 faculty
Exploiting the Black, nigga nap rap
Fake fuck, I will up your face
Fuck face fingers, fuck nigga the ape