Luyện nghe bài hát Frick Da Police

A thirty minute vid, I'm who you're with
You look like your sister is the that you have s*x with
Uh, yeah, do you get the
On Twitter threaten rape, we should get this guy
Can you get these sheep out my
How can I be mad? B*tch, I sleep in a
Try to hold me back but I keep on
When I'm looking at his head, oou, that sh*t so
I'm coming still, b*tch, my pocket's full of bills
I'm in the hills, b*tch, my song did a hunnid' mil'
They me to stop flexing but I'm stuntin' still
I ran it up, all of the sudden wanna chill
Ayy, you crawled out your little cave
You got a girl but I can tell that you a gay
Somebody stop the shooter, he look filled with rage
Speak on my name, b*tch, I'll put you in the grave
In the Wraith, I see like I'm K.O.'d
b*tches me, I don't got no time to chase hs
For this song, I was gonna make y'all wait
But H3 I had to let the weight go
I remember I was broke, I couldn't a lot
Came up from nothing, b*tch, that's why I flex a lot
How much money did this cost Better guess, a lot
Is this ever getting py? sh*t, I'm guessing not
Yeah, he used to get on, he a big nerd
He got no points, he confuses you with big words
He said he me for months like a mid-term
Ayy, Cop, can you get up off my dick sir?
Yeah, I'm yellow and I'm fly, call me Big
They tryna see me start to fall September
Try to roast me in the but remember
How you gon' support a guy who proudly the N-word?

I ran it up fast, I feel like The
You can see I'm getting mad, bringing up the
H3 stop snacks, b*tch you getting fat
Flew out PewDiePie just to him in the a*s
I ran it up fast, I like The Flash
You can see I'm mad, bringing up the past
H3 stop snacks, b*tch you getting fat
Flew out PewDiePie just to him in the a*s.