Luyện nghe bài hát Hodgy Beats-Ave

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

That a 12 bar (Tyler, what's up, nigga?)
I count (What's wrong?)
[Verse 2:
see, what's wrong with me?
Might be my Tourette, see?
I need a vacation cause all this shit got me
So after the showers Sandusky
Me and Sean Kingston went and rented a couple jet
rolled the blunts up,
so meanwhile me and Lucas fucked up
You can smell us coming like a faggot when he up
Listening to Common's album to get pumped up
To ask

when I can get my sucked
You know Casey Anthony, was
her kids off so she could come out and dance with me
Wine in the pantry, wrestling on my
some new chords while you uncreative were sampling
I'm Wolf, I.spit flow
As retarded as the sound of people arguing
You hold the future of the kid you daughter's
Me, I have the Odd mothafuckin' 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 snap like Berman when he acts right
Then have a mental breakdown and proceed to use a pipe
OF be done for
niggas be dumb poor
Don't believe me, ok be back, I'm headed to the gun store
and them 16's
came out of
Like kid's wet dream,
what you mean old
Oh you really us to fucking show you
That we're harder than finding a fucking snickers bar in foods
In a black hoodie, nose bruised and a tooth
Hoping the fuckin' security guard hold you in custody
But luckily had a couple of with me
Like gay mom, none of you mothafuckas can fuck with me
Vete a la de tu mama
No mas andan aqui con sus babosadas, que Odd Future ni que Odd
Yo no se que es eso, idiotas, que chingados es Odd
Golf Wang, Golf Tyler? A mi me madre
Ja. y mira esa ropa, una bola de payasos mugrosos! Por favor!