Luyện nghe bài hát Keep Off the Grass

All these faking motherfuckers true to they craft
My style it give you boost just a shoe to that ass
the drug, got the the Krug and in the glass
Nice socks, switch foot, hooker and she fluent in math
James shoes, the H-town groove
Big body through it like the Greyhound move
Ain't no rocking me to sleep, baby, you ain't that
You want a and I ain't that dude
I'm the money
Know when you me always hit you with the raw rhythm
You look confused and out of focus;
Ain't no problems on this, I kid
Just big whips and chicks with big lips and thick
My people flip pies, and quick to flick
Take the laziest shorty and take a quick
Paint a struggle how my clique rides
Quit babysitting hit this before the shit dies, bitch

I'm crispy like a chicken cutlet
One wish is, get before I kick the bucket
Know that Bronson's eating
Hoping the gun jam like Smuckers
Weed inside the Mason jar, leaning racing car
Papa Shango, the in your mother's bed
Blunt of regs, and some turn the gutter red
? snitches, with butter left
11 worth of bounty on your brothers head
You know the scent YSL and some good
I'm on the top she on the bottom footnote
Jet head my head
New Yorker born and raised, so I'm repping 'til I'm
Galaxy of most diverse in the world
in my borough
Albanian father ran into my mother
Swept her probably laid her on the blueish cover
Now I'm here see me fresher than the newest
Fuck, faggot,