Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Goin' In Remix

[Verse 1: Nasty

Smokin' on Cali Kush, my boy sells it by the bush
I'm packin' heat the .45 magnum in my belt
Shawty lookin' so fine, wish I felt
When I drugged the bitch, the drug I melt
I'm feelin' so in the back of my Hummer
Ridin' a main street, I'm stuntin' like a winner
I've been in the for a long time
I feel it's safe to say that DPalm can bust a rhyme
When I down a verse, there ain't no controversy
Look at your bitch, she's fifteen, call statutory
on Arabian shit, don't you know? the good stuff
The smoke hit the back of your throat, the shit is
Told you suckers, DPalm gonna this investigation
Who's the bad rapper? Turnin' on a mutilator
Fry you bitches up in, what is called
I worked at fast food, don't fuck with I'm sayin'
I wanna be the next rapper on TV
I just wanna be me, enough succeeding
Smokin' spliffs and we be hittin' that Mauwie shit
Drinkin 'til we daze-y, knockin' down shots of Bacardi

[Verse 2:

Parental advisory all over my merchandise
Like I was gonna put a "Fuck you" in front of my eyes
Who the fuck is Dana I'm the master of disguise
Get as high as I am right now, and be clappin' in the skies
Don't be foolish, plot's kinda like the flick "Mission: Impossible"
Your homeboy's sayin' that got me actin' kinda pausible
(Pause) A.K.A. for actin' gay
your own acronym for "Prez is gonna spray"
Best believe me, do it, my words are the truest
And I will throw some shit that leaves you lyin' in fluids
Money co-signer, please free Weezy
So we can be broadcast live, like TV
I'm new to this league, but like John Wall
We be burnin', Paul, hard to kill, Steven Seagal
We goin' in, a robber, hide your toddler
Windows we 'em, TVs we grab 'em, don't holler
No problems, we got 'em
Melt your head off in layers, like a Gobstopper
Orville poppin', Smith & Wes
And we treat red lights bed nights, and we ain't stoppin'