Luyện nghe bài hát How Can I Become a Bawlaa

Hey, what's on man?
This boy LD
And I'm a big rap fan
And I noticin' that every other rapper get to say whatever want
So I just wanted to make a song where I could like act like I was the man, Mercy.
But my Dean said I couldn't
And he a percent right.
If I tried to say anything cool, I would sound... like... gay.
You know what kind of disadvantage that puts me at, where I just can't say anything
Like, literally, the only thing I could of was to bring a black dude in for the chorus.
So out Corey Gunz

Ridin' smoking weed wit ma foreign bitch
Ridin' smoking weed wit ma foreign bitch
Ma down, I'm riding to ma new shit (wish dat was me)

Got ma new bitch, got ma, got ma new (this dude a g!)
Ion't camp off wit no j's they sell them hoes for free (what the that mean?)
Never payin for no pussy, fuck them for free

That's a fucking
How can I become a

1:

Mirror mirror on the
How can dicky to ball
I wish I was TIP and I could spit some shit with drawls
I I could flip a brick and spit dat shit like Ricky Ross
Holla at broads, at the

Spit about a bitch up in da wip
And getting lit up in the
Talkin shit a dinner wit an athlete
Fuck that, can't rap the rest of these mafuckas
all ma writtens being fact free

Do y'all know how bad I I could
But y'all laugh if I spit hood
So now ya man is making jams about random
Shit, dudes is rappin bout they fuckin weaponry

Homicidal
The dough that I can boast about is seeded sesame
I'm B

Cuz errbody in the game get to say they
Errbody in the get to say steal
in the game sayin words like trill
Really wish that I could make hit
Fake shit
Without coming off all gay n

Cuz if I coulda rapped wayne
Then I'd prolly be sayin a lot of the shit like
kill you pussy ass bitches wit the chopper
Now make that pop off...and this shit would sound proper

Ridin' round smoking weed wit ma bitch
Ridin' round smoking wit ma foreign bitch
Ma down, I'm riding to ma new shit (wish dat was me)

Got ma new bitch, got ma, got ma new (this dude a g!)
Ion't camp off wit no j's they sell hoes for free (what the fuck that mean?)
Never payin for no pussy, fuck them for free

a fucking bawlaa
How can I a bawlaa?

2 -

we go
Here's a
some shit I really know
I'mma spit it raw and swag it up as if I'm cold

Ma is honey nut
Gear at a hunned bucks
PS I Love You is on the TV tearin up
Go up to the bathroom, I to
Ma dentist say I gotta make an now it's time to floss

ma dog, and I call the mafucka to me and
Get a leash and take him out to
Roll the ave
I put his up in a bag
And then a wip pull up, the windows down, bitch look out and asking

How she get on the high way
dat bitch to drive straight
And take a left on
But up in the right lane
Cuz it up kinda quick

You see the fuck I'm sayin
Other people get to rap about
Home cooked crack, and like n shit
And I gotta spit a lotta about a muthafuckin
Kid up in a crib that's got the air

It's not
No one
Real talk I just wanna ma hair
And rap about bruh
hoes etcetera
Instead of bein every measure but I'm never gonn be

Ridin' round smoking wit ma foreign bitch
Ridin' round weed wit ma foreign bitch
Ma window down, I'm riding to ma new (wish dat was me)

Got ma new bitch, got ma, got ma new (this dude a g!)
Ion't camp off wit no j's they sell them for free (what the fuck that mean?)
Never payin for no pussy, fuck them hoes for

a fucking bawlaa
How can I a bawlaa?