Luyện nghe bài hát Guess Who

[Verse 1:
All the fellas go ape shit, when I the boiling heat
I put it down for the ladies like a toilet 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
are rated R bars, all of y'alls are PG rated
Elevated high like sprinkled us with pixie dust
Catch us at a college town, on a dixie cup

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

The soul of Otis and the of John Lennon
Just a playboys with a flock of blonde women
The Korean James 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 and Obama
You should go and ask your for a clue
who
This ain't and Watson
OJ and Cochran
Malone and Stockton
Holla if you got a problem it too
who

[Verse 2:
My all start proper
Turn the hipster to a Wal-Mart shopper
You ain't fresh, from concentrate
And the of quitting rapping is one that you need to contemplate

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

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

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

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

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

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

The guys that you love to hate, puffing dank, drink
Type to party hard the night another working day
The dynamic duo, act like you know
Two fuckers ranked numero uno