Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Goin' In Remix

[Verse 1: Boi]

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

2: Prez]

Parental advisory all over my merchandise
Like I was gonna put a "Fuck you" in front of my eyes
Who the fuck is Dana Carvey? I'm the 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' shit that got me kinda pausible
(Pause) A.K.A. for actin' gay
your own acronym for "Prez is gonna spray"
Best believe me, I'll do it, my words are the
And I will throw some that leaves you lyin' in your fluids
Money co-signer, please free Weezy
So we can be broadcast live, like TV
I'm new to this league, but great John Wall
We be burnin', Paul, hard to kill, Steven Seagal
We goin' in, like a robber, your toddler
Windows we 'em, TVs we grab 'em, don't holler
No problems, we got 'em
your head off in layers, like a human Gobstopper
Orville poppin', Smith & Wes
And we treat red lights like bed nights, and we stoppin'