Luyện nghe bài hát Introducting the Icon

Yo, wanna know something about my arm?
I done flex so hard, I set off fire
The fireplace's space with a lion's belt
Big jewels on with the tiger smell
Straight out the jungle, like kiss
Ice real cool, top lip
'Cause now I write Clark on my cable bill
Cosby on my couch out in Nashville
Pam couch met her on the cornfields
fructose concentrated pepper spill
She was grabbin' on my schlong doing
Hey Stiles, save the last dance
Second glass started, in my bottle
3 stay forever, that's 10%
I can do the math but I choose to a nap
Front yard hovercraft on raft
Dry land, Swedish field by trees
Bitch, I could sing a hook like Alicia
New pants, 40 grands on the land
I'm the white Gucci Mane a spray tan
Big bottles don't wait, you too

What the fuck a wife do? No shoes, no wedding shoes
the fuck a wife do? No wedding shoes, no wedding shoes
What the fuck a wife do? No shoes
Who Who come through doing kung-fu
Jinjitsu, kung pow when the thunder storm, tornado, side symbol on my Guess jeans
You on the guest list? You wanna French kiss? I gotta double your French tips
Hygiene clean, Eugene, dream, I shake like Hakeem Olajuwon
Diplo trippin' 'bout
"You focus on the lyrics in your songs, a lot is riding on this album"
Maaaaan, fuck that, gimme of chain or medallion
Candy-gray Maybach, her ass stay
"You shouldn't say that"
Man, it's Riff Raff 30k or better when I touch
Girl, I crush the stage, rich kids bum-rush the
whores get rich too, trade-in Isuzus, buy new friends too, remove tattoos
I rock turtleneck in the
It's a clear turtleneck (cottle-check) Versace Glock in my box
Make that I gotta custom-built house with the waterslide
From the top floor to the room Jacuzzi
Electric cleans the house Jetson Judy, big booty
You can be 18 with some hands

Aw shit look who it is, it's the Gucci Man with the tan
Wait, let's go back to the part near the start where you was talkin' 'bout the 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, crew rockin' suits made my Bruce Bruce
And my wood is a Bruce fruce
She had a vibe I could with,
we was flying had to go sit by the pilot, cause she smelled like Rikers Island
Straight mack, stiff arm
Could I get RiFF promotion? Man where the fuck my label at?
It's Raff, hit a couple lines of rice
'Cause I'm tryna get my six-pack back, you move packs at your preschool
No common sense, but I don't sit on the bench, rap game Johnny Bench, who my clench?
Waiting on my to ball, waiting on you to fall off softly
to move ounces through my counselor's office
8 ball in my back but I do not play pool
Play by the pool, 10 10 drool while I lay by the ooh man, just working on my skin tone
The you expect from the butterscotch boss when I floss,
Rap game Randy Moss in the candy Buick sittin' on Brazilian gloss
Riff, hope you ready for that Icon, it just dropped right now
through in the Benz bright brown