Luyện nghe bài hát Guess Who

[Verse 1:
All the go ape shit, when I spit the boiling heat
Plus I put it for the ladies like a toilet seat
I destroy the beat, the one that E
we do a high five and get inebriated

Big Wax and DFD, that's my abbreviated
These are rated R bars, all of y'alls are PG
Elevated high like someone sprinkled us with pixie
Catch us at a college town, sipping on a cup

Sick as fuck and is how my vocal flow is
Inspired by crazy of thought, I got locomotives
I know you noticed that I flow the
When me and DFD team we steamroll opponents

The soul of and the heart of John Lennon
Just a couple playboys with a of blonde women
The South Korean James Dean, the Dean Martin
Any human starting shit is soon to be a target

This ain't Batman and
It Dolce and Gabanna
This Biden and Obama
You go and ask your momma for a clue
who
This ain't Sherlock and
OJ and Cochran
and John Stockton
Holla if you got a with it too
who

[Verse 2:
My verses all proper
Turn the rapper to a Wal-Mart shopper
You ain't fresh, you're from
And the thought of quitting rapping is one you need to contemplate

We rock the place and leave the collapsing
Any party that we throw you it's finna be cracking
All you rappers biting styles and jacking
like ten of mes and ten of these Waxes

I leave enemies mentally trapped in states of fear and
Feeling so small they could probably fit in elf
As for me, I'm a man
That'll rock it til the death like the band

Wearing bright hammer pants you couldn't touch kind of ruckus
We're the type of mother fuckers throwing punches at your
Chewing up these like some double mint gum
Spending at a strip club using government funds

[Verse 3:
With whack mother fuckers I just don't
I ain't mad at 'em I hope they don't procreate
They no love, only hate
Then a kobe steak, they get slowly ate

Check the trophy case, you can tell we lose
Our get box office numbers, you get several views
Scrooge money, racking up the revenue
All we got is headbangers, like them heavy dudes

You to tell whoever's revving you up they need to pump the brakes
You couldn't spit my ad libs in hundred takes
Don't beat yourself up, we all make dumb
You just make more than else fucking makes

The guys that you love to hate, dank, purple drink
to party hard the night before another working day
The duo, better act like you know
Two mother fuckers numero uno