Luyện nghe bài hát Kill

Aw, thought he killed me?
Alright, cool, we'll see

1]
Strict top of the shit
Crushin' like moths in a mosh pit
Dollar cents shit, sense I ain't lost it
in a fuckin' jar with guitar picks and bar spit
Bar spat, past tense, warriors of
Fuck lame, get it through your like dad's dick
Go ahead, stab a friend, tell him I'm back, bitch
Earl leave bastards milkiest asses
Take a firm standin', on the tracklist
Earl half the the reviews fantastic
Niggas gettin' on the couch, I ain't havin' it
Kickin' maximus, killin' niggas on accident

Just watch, I'mma 'em all
watch, I'mma kill 'em all
Just watch, I'mma 'em all
watch, off 'em!

2]
Off 'em, no off days, no debates,
Box logo, and cocaine
In my pocket, take Jade on vacation
The hotel switch from to Bates quick
out braids with bare hands amazes
The crowd, go crazy, raised, I'm laced with
by the eighth in case you wanna taste it
Faggots Prada, Satan wears RMK shit
angel, crack Christ 'cross the face
With and use Based God as his replacement
Saiyan with ruthless slayings
Eat puss, sweet puss got my tooth

3]
Now pan the back to me and Pamela's
threesome with Hannah Montana's manager
And Miley me sandwiches for my stamina
And Santa's in the back cause my back's crampin' up
Mrs. trippin' balls, think she had enough
And by enough I we dope as fuck, she had a gram of us
Flyer than your man because I'm up
At the airport smokin' hash with all the baggage handlers
Flowin' like the aqueducts
Odd Future Wolf Gang, fag damagers, bitch, eat a