Luyện nghe bài hát Hodgy Beats-Ave

Broke dick, I'm looking for a lord
Okay, to my 12 bar (One, um.)
The beat, wears it a kevlar
As I smoke my tree, medlar, South
Coughing 'til there's in my fucking abdomen
I spit negative just like a
My breeze more of a masculine
The win,
'em all with a javelin
Snakes, I'm rattling,
suit never taddling
You niggas a bunch of squares,
As far as real niggas, bitch nigga my sick
On top of being talented, bitch I'm passionate
I'm a golden curse, call me treacherous, treasure
I'll build on to the beat like
me? Forgetfulness, I am your correctionist
I stitched Odd and Future together like a leather
You sweater neck, feather peck, Rosetta checks
I put together decks and for beef, if head for less
I'm headed out to Sydney with Tim Donnelly
He caught up at security, the TSA don't follow me
Tea parties are the shit, mags by the scones
I'm fighting for gun to shoot a nigga in his dome
Click your fucking heels, there's no like home
Cock back and off written on the tombstone, ain't that a bitch

That wasn't a 12 bar (Tyler, up, nigga?)
I can't (What's wrong?)
[Verse 2:
Let's see, what's with me?
be my fucking Tourette, see?
I need a vacation cause all shit got me stressing
So after the showers with
Me and Kingston went and rented a couple jet skis
rolled the blunts up,
so meanwhile me and Lucas fucked up
You can smell us coming a faggot when he hicks up
Listening to Common's album to get pumped up
To ask

when I can get my dick
You know Casey Anthony, was
Dropping her kids off so she could out and dance with me
Wine in the pantry, on my trampoline
Learned some new chords while you uncreative sampling
I'm Wolf, I.spit flow
As retarded as the sound of people arguing
You hold the of the kid you daughter's gargling
Me, I have the Odd Future sargeaning
(Tyler calm the down) No, I'm the fuck now
My poppa didn't one, that's why I'm like this now
I'm down to cut throat and if another fan asks
For a while I'm snacking on my pizza lunchable
I'm 'a fucking like Berman when he acts right
Then have a mental breakdown and proceed to use a crack
OF be done for
niggas be dumb poor
Don't me, ok be right back, I'm headed to the gun store
M-16's and 16's
out of nowhere
Like your wet dream,
you mean old news
Oh you really us to fucking show you
That we're than finding a fucking snickers bar in whole foods
In a black hoodie, bruised and a gold tooth
the fuckin' security guard doesn't hold you in custody
But luckily had a of guns with me
Like gay mom, none of you mothafuckas can fuck with me
a la casa de tu mama
No mas andan con sus babosadas, que Odd Future ni que Odd Future
Yo no se que es eso, idiotas, que chingados es Odd
Golf Wang, Golf Tyler? A mi me vale
Ja. y mira esa ropa, una bola de payasos mugrosos! Por favor!