Luyện nghe bài hát Introducting the Icon

Yo, wanna something about my right arm?
I flex so hard, I set off fire alarms
The fireplace's outta with a lion's belt
Big jewels on myself with the smell
Straight out the jungle, like kiss
Ice real cool, top lip
'Cause now I write Clark Gable on my cable
Cosby on my couch out in Nashville
Pam couch met her orange on the
High fructose pepper spill
She was grabbin' on my doing handstands
Hey Stiles, save the last dance
Second started, birds in my bottle
3 stay forever, that's 10%
I can do the but I choose to take a nap
Front yard hovercraft on Versace
Dry land, Swedish by palm trees
Bitch, I sing a hook like Alicia Keys
New pants, 40 grands on the land
I'm the white Gucci Mane with a tan
Big don't wait, you shouldn't too

What the fuck a wife do? No wedding shoes, no shoes
the fuck a wife do? No wedding shoes, no wedding shoes
What the fuck a do? No wedding shoes
Who you? Who through doing kung-fu
Jinjitsu, eating kung pow when the thunder storm, tornado, symbol on my Guess jeans
You on the guest list? You French kiss? I gotta double check your French tips
Hygiene clean, Eugene, dream, I dream shake like Hakeem
Diplo trippin' talkin'
"You gotta focus on the in your songs, a lot is riding on this album"
Maaaaan, fuck that, gimme piece of chain or
Candy-gray Maybach, her ass stay
"You really say that"
Man, it's Riff Raff 30k or better when I touch
Girl, I crush the stage, rich kids bum-rush the
Broke whores get too, trade-in Isuzus, buy new friends too, remove tattoos
I rock in the see-through
It's a clear (cottle-check) Versace Glock in my glove box
sure that I gotta custom-built house with the waterslide
From the top floor to the living Jacuzzi
Electric maid cleans the house Jetson Judy, big
You can be 18 some soft hands

Aw shit who it is, it's the Gucci Man with the spray tan
Wait, let's go to the part near the start where you was talkin' 'bout the cleanliness underneath the fingernails
Any bad That's an epic fail, can't do that, who's that, who's who
I can ball at the mall, shoot hoops too, whole crew rockin' made my Bruce Bruce
And my wood is a Bruce fruce
She had a I could vibe with,
While we was flying had to go sit by the pilot, cause she smelled like Rikers
mack, straight stiff arm
Could I get some RiFF Man where the fuck my label at?
It's Riff Raff, hit a lines of rice
'Cause I'm tryna get my back, you should move packs at your preschool
No common sense, but I sit on the bench, rap game Johnny Bench, who my fans clench?
Waiting on my to ball, waiting on you to fall off softly
Used to ounces through my counselor's office
8 in my back pocket but I do not play pool
Play by the pool, 10 10 babe's drool while I lay by the ooh man, just working on my tone
The fuck you from the butterscotch boss when I floss,
Rap game Randy Moss in the cotton candy Buick sittin' on gloss
Riff, hope you ready for that Icon, it just dropped right now
Came through in the Benz brown