Luyện nghe bài hát Him a Bad Guy

Umh, beats to
inappropriate like a see-through vest.
A fat nipple,
line hit you
Like sly cripple,
On
a 9 pistol
it's as my
shine crystal

That I calls the shots
Not mere poppin' of pop
Stop, is

You are not welcome,
Dude I got a fire
I'm cooler when Hell
that's my heart,
The art and on point as a thrown dart/
dude's eye be the bulls eye,
For the he ink
Beat 'em a selfie-stick,
Peoples left
(voetsek!)
Him a bad

Mpondo, a guy with a vein
a rapper who might offense from his own name,
(ubiza ban wena?)
Depends on your
I'm not your bro those jokes for friends of your own/
and ow, did I the coldness?
Walks around knock-knock jokes to the homeless
(small ndakazo) dude I've evil,
those kiddy balloon parties baring needles//
With your daughter, the end hard,
"conceal the bite parents know my calling card,"
Who was on the
the rhymin' geek,
Whom popped cherries in a game of Hide n' Seek,
Use to be quite
as a minor,
Near expired condoms now await for vagina,
Come on girls, give it to the master
a gifted like your local pastor//