Luyện nghe bài hát Jamba

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

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

I crush on Hodgy's sluts, give money up then nutty, but
Professor Nutty Buddy Clumpkin's petty when you touch his
"What the fuck? I'm drunk as fuck," turn the fucking 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 that on my pubes and nuts, if I don't moving up, I'm shooting up
You and her, crew on turf, new
I can see the bitch in a nigga through his
I can smell the ho in the flocking 'round my crew to flirt
It's on your shoulder, lose the dirt, yeah, it's the movement
Fuck a human nurse, I'm ill, I use this earth to infuse the
Of my scrotum on the 10 news, my only motive is to skip to my lou
Get hip to the pew, you can drink piss and eat a in a few
The sickening view, a 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 beat, nigga let's smoke weed
That shit I need, be the shit that's green, a little and pink
Get some sweets, about three up, four more, then leave it be
I got a eigth I could face, I got a blunt grape
I hate the grape I can taste it when I'm inhaling the
You can smell us in places when we
And our clothing is always covered in
Enough for two blunts and "What the fuck is this?"
I think this mary is laced, My heart is at paces that Pacquiao can relate I'm fucking faded like gradient
Shit I'm stuck like the that's superglued
To the of Kelly Price first waist.
It's like my first with Mrs. Mary, this shit is scary
The paranoia from marijuana is very heavy, I'm lifted
Fainted by my fifth hit, Lionel pass the
Let's use this Philly as a for this bath salt, you dipshit

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