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 this broad's jaws, swallow girl, it's just
scared to let me smash on they ass
Yeah heard I'm fuckin' nuts like the swag of a fag
me and Tekeli was gagging in the back of the cabin
Camp Floggnaw nigga you can tell by the
(Pass me my inhaler)
I'm sick of hacking and coughing, I'm often this awesome
I'm animals, arking, often just rapping nonsense
Four in my home like "What the fuck's an apartment?"
Get shit popping like Peter's during puberty
And bets on how quick Tyler can reach maturity
Cussing out Siri a waitress with no patience
Oh, you a tip bitch, well here's my dick for gratiturity, bitch

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

I tumble crush on Hodgy's sluts, give up then nutty, but
Professor Nutty Buddy Clumpkin's petty you touch his lunch
"What the fuck? I'm drunk as fuck," turn the fucking music up
So I can hear these stupid fucks, talk no walk, like you
You talking too much, "Who the are you to us, uterus?"
I put that on my pubes and nuts, if I begin moving up, I'm shooting up
You and her, on turf, new dessert
I can see the bitch in a nigga through his
I can smell the ho in the bitch flocking 'round my to flirt
on your shoulder, lose the dirt, yeah, it's the movement first
Fuck a human nurse, I'm ill, I use this earth to the birth
Of my scrotum on the Channel 10 news, my motive is to skip to my lou
Get hip to the pew, you can piss and eat a dick in a few
The sickening view, a woose, I eat your ribs, I'm a wolf
Then meet your afterschool and give 'em drugs cause it's cool (Fucker)

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

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

C'mon my nigga you don't even smoke, you weak as 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 comes that weak ass Samuel.