Luyện nghe bài hát Jamba

Papa ain't call even though he saw me on TV, all good (Fuck You)
But now my balls, balls deep in this broad's jaws, swallow girl, it's nutt'
Bitches scared to let me on they ass
Yeah they heard I'm fuckin' nuts like the of a fag
Like me and Tekeli was gagging in the back of the
Camp Floggnaw you can tell by the badge
(Pass me my inhaler)
I'm sick of hacking and coughing, I'm often fucking awesome
I'm animals, Noah's arking, often rapping nonsense
Four stories in my home like "What the an apartment?"
Get shit like Peter's pores during puberty
And take bets on how quick Tyler can reach
out Siri like a waitress with no patience
Oh, you want a tip bitch, well here's my dick for gratiturity,

em' Down!
Nigga em' Down!
em' Down!

I tumble crush on Hodgy's sluts, money up then nutty, but
Professor Nutty Buddy Clumpkin's when you touch his lunch
Like "What the fuck? I'm drunk as fuck," turn the music up
So I can hear these stupid fucks, talk no walk, you discussed
You too much, "Who the fuck are you to us, uterus?"
I put on my pubes and nuts, if I don't begin moving up, I'm shooting up
You and her, crew on turf, new
I can see the in a nigga through his shirt
I can the ho in the bitch flocking 'round my crew to flirt
It's on your shoulder, lose the dirt, yeah, it's the first
Fuck a human nurse, I'm ill, I use this earth to the birth
Of my scrotum on the Channel 10 news, my only is to skip to my lou
Get hip to the pew, you can drink piss and eat a in a few
The view, a visual woose, I eat your ribs, I'm a wolf
Then meet your kids afterschool and give 'em drugs cause cool (Fucker)

em' Down!
Nigga em' Down!
em' Down!

Hodgy, fuck this beat, nigga let's smoke
That shit I need, be the shit green, a little purple and pink
Get swisher sweets, about three up, four more, then leave it be
I got a I could face, I got a blunt flavored grape
I hate the grape I can it when I'm inhaling the vapes
You can us in places when we walk
And our clothing is always covered in
Enough for two blunts and "What the fuck is this?"
I think this mary is laced, My is beating at paces that Pacquiao can relate I'm fucking faded like gradient
Shit I'm like the tape that's superglued
To the center of Price first waist.
It's like my first date with Mrs. Mary, shit is scary
The from this marijuana is very heavy, I'm lifted
Fainted by my fifth hit, Lionel the sherm
Let's use this as a dipstick for this bath salt, you dipshit

C'mon my nigga you don't even smoke, you as fuck my nigga
You do not smoke, no tux my nigga, you're as weak as.. F- butt my nigga...
Oh mark ass nigga, Cuh, oh my God, bro. Here comes weak ass nigga Samuel.