Luyện nghe bài hát Him a Bad Guy

Umh, beats to
Rhymes inappropriate like a vest.
A fat nipple,
That hit you
that sly cripple,
On
a 9 pistol
it's as my
Spat shine

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

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

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