Luyện nghe bài hát Gandhi Mandhi Mandhi

Yo it's that rapper call me Big Baby Gandhi
When I was growing up used to call me Gandhi Mandhi Mandhi
Yo find me at the Mandi, chilling at Patel Brothers'
Two for one mangos, they got fifty cent
50 Cent's new covers, he always got his off
I'd rather a year off with a pen, pad, and Smirnoff
I'd smoke this weed, dog, I'm getting this severe cough
I'd rather be on the Internet, how else am I jerk off?
How else am I gonna slack off? How am I gonna waste time?
Solitaire, Minesweeper, they got free games
Maybe some Text Twist, I play some Literati
You be saying that I'm a zombie, but don't blame the Gandhi
Blame the Illuminati, yo, they be way up in your space
I be up in your dime's face, asking how mine's taste
The Internet generation, we made the Internet
Your generation talk a lot about shit that didn't get
Like, in my day blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
Big Baby Gandhi got hands up two chicks' bras
A black girl named Erica, a girl named Erica
It's a great just to be alive in America
Got girls named Jessica, Spanish girls named Jessica
I know this brown girl, yo, her is Monika
She spell it with a "K" though, she smelling just yayo
Ayo, I still mold that like Play-Doh
I don't though, quoting Plato by the payload
Still, que pasa but the peso, you know?

That Big Baby style, letting you what big babies do
To Big Baby Gandhi, asking what of big baby is you?