Luyện nghe bài hát Friend Like Me

Yeah,
had a friend like me

It's that big bad
'Bout to blow your fuckin' house
With a quarter pound in my trunk on the
You can smell me comin' as I'm whippin' it town
Weed so loud that I'm in surround sound
(Had 'em) Had 'em since I shook Dat Piff
No one handin' me the keys so I took that
Latarian Milton doin' some hood rat shit
On my hustlin' flow I'm a whoop that
Got in me and rollin' with plenty bitties
And home pussy I call it Connetic-Kitty
As animated as Ren & Stimpy, so clever and
You'll need a certain level of to get me
Gimmie gimmie, that you got
Everything in wallet and that ring with the watch
There really ain't no coming at the for the spot
like stepping in the ring with The Rock

It is it is and that's how it's gon' be
Oil in my pen it down low key
Y'all know me, I hit hard like Creed
You ain't never had a friend me
You ain't never had a like me
In it to the end me
No matter what the end be
know me, I hit hard like Apollo Creed
You ain't had a friend like me
You ain't never had a friend me

Got a bloodline, I was born a leader
People bumping my music from to North Korea
To Argentina, fans be lining up outside my
Like the ticket to my show was a court
Yeah I get it up on it like EMT
No anaesthetics phonetic, energetic alphabetics
I'm spreadin' the fucking like a pathogen epidemic
I'm sippin' my unleaded and puffin' the devil's lettuce
I'm a menice in my indicia vapin'
Sippin' whiskey some sort of liquid dinner replacement
Feel my Simba awaken
The in the makin'
My idea of vacation is to sit in my basement and raps
So I'm to tell a night gap
I run my lane a step or five back
If you the rest then just memorize that
'Cause at any Webby might snap

It is what it is and how it's gon' be
Oil in my pen it down low key
Y'all me, I hit hard like Apollo Creed
You ain't never had a like me
You ain't never had a like me
In it to the end me
No matter the end might be
Y'all know me, I hit like Apollo Creed
You ain't had a friend like me

It's like: I was made up in a lab or
The way I hit 'em with these raps in the you bumpin'
They say I sound like I'm Eminem's cousin
Who's still on drugs, fuck it I'm on acid
I'm pass 'n puffin' the loud passed my limit
I snap and it, my syllables are mad explicit
Take my enemies and 'em on a massive skillet
And as for critics I covered in gas and lit it
I'm you bitches (I'm back)
And the on my head stay
Get on your knees, bow to your Sensei
(Bow down to Sensei)
It's like I'm fuckin' Christina Ricci the way I put it down on a
Yeah, family shit
Always on my hustle 'cause handin' me shit
All I've got is intuition and a plan to get
And when I do the fuckin' will flip

It is what it is and that's how it's be
Oil in my pen it down low key
Y'all know me, I hit like Apollo Creed
You ain't never had a like me
You ain't never had a friend me
In it to the end me
No matter the end might be
Y'all know me, I hit hard like Creed
You ain't had a friend like me
You ain't had a friend like me