Luyện nghe bài hát Jamba

Papa ain't even though he saw me on TV, it's all good (Fuck You)
But now my balls, balls in this broad's jaws, swallow girl, it's just nutt'
Bitches to let me smash on they ass
Yeah heard I'm fuckin' nuts like the swag of a fag
Like me and was gagging in the back of the cabin
Floggnaw nigga you can tell by the badge
(Pass me my inhaler)
I'm sick of hacking and coughing, I'm this fucking awesome
I'm animals, Noah's arking, just rapping nonsense
Four stories in my home like "What the an apartment?"
Get shit popping Peter's pores during puberty
And take on how quick Tyler can reach maturity
Cussing out Siri a waitress with no patience
Oh, you want a tip bitch, 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 Clumpkin's petty when you touch his lunch
Like "What the fuck? I'm drunk as fuck," turn the music up
So I can these stupid fucks, talk no walk, like 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 bitch in a through his shirt
I can smell the ho in the flocking 'round my crew to flirt
It's on your shoulder, the dirt, yeah, it's the movement first
Fuck a human nurse, I'm ill, I use this earth to infuse the
Of my on the Channel 10 news, my only 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 visual woose, I eat your ribs, I'm a
Then meet your kids afterschool and give 'em drugs cause it's (Fucker)

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

Hodgy, this beat, nigga let's smoke weed
That shit I need, be the shit that's green, a little purple and
Get some sweets, about three 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 smell us in when we walk
And our clothing is 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 relate I'm fucking faded like
Shit I'm like the tape that's superglued
To the of Kelly Price first waist.
It's like my first date with Mrs. Mary, this is scary
The paranoia this marijuana is very heavy, I'm lifted
Fainted by my fifth hit, pass the sherm
Let's use this Philly as a dipstick for this 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, as weak as.. F- your butt my nigga...
Oh mark ass nigga, Cuh, oh my God, bro. comes that weak ass nigga Samuel.