Luyện nghe bài hát Lick The Balls

Excuse me, I'm trying to a mere buck or two
A solemn come in, and who the fuck are you?
Around this part of town with and your girl in fur
"I'm to enter in this rap contest you're havin', sir"
kinda late, "Flat tire" well, that'd do it 'cuz
Well alright, pay me now, and be at the hub

"I hope I don't mess up, or run out of breath, or brick"
Don't worry hon' you're hittin' 'em than a fuckin' brick
"But do you think, Van?", please, no one can serve us
"Wish me luck, dear, I'm and I'm nervous"
So who stands, who falls, who the halls
one the DJ calls, lick the balls

Now every time I write dope raps they vickin' it
Now you the title of this, so start lickin' it
Lips kickin' it, hey bitch, is a brick in it
So when you you're prepared, I keep stickin' it
Now here they come with a spike to fight, it light
Now who the one you're to be like with all your might

And anyone that attempted to me out the race
Best give me space before I fly in fuckin' face
Now raise that vocal, that role around your local hoods
Don't worry about a thing 'cuz Ricky Rick is bringin' home the
Who stands, who falls, who crowds the
This one the DJ calls the balls

Now everything that out your mouth, sound like it's out of spite
I'm on a mission and this time I'm gonna anchor right
right, ads help, he's improvin' it
"Thank gosh, Rick, we the way you're movin' it"
hittin' rough in eighty-eight, I bet your momma knows
Backslap you all down like I dominoes

'em all, come on y'all, give me a taste of life
Act trife, I'll let my dog fuck ya wife
So be my and don't pretend you will not be forgiven
You're cleaning house up to the master, that's how we both are
So who will stands, who falls, who the halls
This one the DJ calls lick the

Go Vance Wright, go Rick, look at the style we
How come you cannot write a rap that erase the king
The girls you watch are now entranced now when they see me
Shit on motherfuckers and I tell them who the I am
My is Rick, but now you know who's rulin' it
the world and the DJ put the fuel in it

Come ride the dick and if you wanna know is the word
Who write the baddest raps you and your boys ever heard
I eat you up and give girl a bowl of Puppy Chow
You alright? Hello, I'm tryin' to tell you now
Who stands, who falls, who the halls
This one the DJ calls, the balls