Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Goin' In Remix

[Verse 1: Boi]

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

2: Prez]

Parental advisory stickers all my merchandise
Like I was put a "Fuck you" in front of my merchants' 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, that kinda like the flick "Mission: Impossible"
Your homeboy's shit that got me actin' kinda pausible
(Pause) That's A.K.A. for gay
Concoct own acronym for "Prez is gonna spray"
believe me, I'll do it, my words are the truest
And I will throw some shit that you lyin' in your fluids
Young Money co-signer, please Weezy
So we can be broadcast live, like TV
I'm new to this league, but like John Wall
We be burnin', Sean Paul, to kill, Steven Seagal
We goin' in, like a robber, hide your
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 ain't