Luyện nghe bài hát Guess Who

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

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

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

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

This ain't and Robin
It ain't and Gabanna
This ain't Biden and
You go and ask your momma for a clue
who
This ain't and Watson
OJ and Johnnie
Malone and John
if you got a problem with it too
who

[Verse 2:
My verses all start
Turn the hipster rapper to a Wal-Mart
You ain't fresh, from concentrate
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 know it's be cracking
All you rappers styles and identity jacking
There's like ten of mes and ten of Waxes

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

Wearing bright hammer pants you couldn't touch this of ruckus
the type of mother fuckers throwing punches at your function
Chewing up these rappers 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 just hope don't procreate
gets no love, only hate
Then like a kobe steak, get slowly ate

Check the case, you can tell we never lose
Our videos get box numbers, you get several views
Ebenezer Scrooge money, up the revenue
All we got is headbangers, like them heavy dudes

You need to tell whoever's revving you up 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 anybody else makes

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