Luyện nghe bài hát I Am Not a Human Being

I am not a human being, for lunch
Pop all the and spit in the punch, yeah
Kush in the
I ride through block, see a foot in the trunk

I don't why they keep playin', they better replay 'em
I'm them the blues, Bobby "Blue" Bland
Together we and fall on y'all
Ballin' my bloods, call it b-ball

These days ain't shit, Young is
I got Mars Bars, Three
Come coupe same color as veneers
And you know I'm ridin' the toast, cheers

Yeah, now I'm back on my
And y'all's a bunch a squares a motherfuckin' grid
Shit, fuck me and get hit
I fuck the Nina, make the bitch have kids

do it my nigga, I just did
Name a motherfucker deeper than me, bitch
Ya dig, here is big biz
And I scream fuck it, it is

I am the rhymin'
I got a cup of ya time, I waste it
I got my on the line, I'm not racin'
I thank God I am not basic

I am not basic, I am not a being

Uh, star, baby
Now to my suite and get lockjaw, baby
Rich lookin' at the cops all crazy
It's mob shit nigga, Martin Scorsese

Heater close 'cause people are strange
But I bet AK .47 keep you ordained
You see Weezy nor Wayne, I'm in the far lane
I'm runnin' this shit, yard gain

Uh, swag on
I'm 'em, see the white flag from the enemy
Shoot you in yo' head and leave your dash full of
Father, forgive me for my brash

I will try you, I wouldn't lie,
I must be sticky 'cause them bitches got they eyes
Young Money, baby, we the shit fly food
Y'all can't see us, the bride shoes

I stand tall a motherfuckin' 9'2"
I motherfuck you and whoever designed you
And if you think you hot, obviously you were lied to
And we don't die, we multiply and then we divide you

I am the oasis
I got a cup of ya time, I waste it
I got my foot on the line, I'm not
I thank God I am not basic

I am not basic, I am not
I God that I am not basic, I am not a human being

Reportin' another world
full of bullets, you can be my cover girl
Ness got the weed, rollin' thicker than a girl
arm rap like a nigga did a hundred curls

Rock beeotch, check out how we rock
And if this hip hop, it must be me hop
I'm higher than a tree top, she my lollipop
I still get my candy your girlfriend's sweet shop

Spittin' that rock, I'm smooth, not Pete Rock
And my, and my money on et cetera, dots
Still get a stomach ache every I see cops
You better run 'cause we not

You better run your feet stop
You ain't even on a fuckin' in my tea pot
than a ski shop, holdin' on to the top
And even if I let go I still G-rock

I am the oasis
I got a cup of ya time, I won't it
I got my foot on the line, I'm not
I thank God that I am not

I am not, I am not a human