Luyện nghe bài hát Lil Arrogant

[Verse 1:
is what you all been waitin' for, ain't it?
What people paper for, dammit
This that to the gun range with the click-clack-pow aiming
That boy from PG but D.C. still him
And I gotta act like I'm from there, I'm real
Some rappers magicians, they trick you, they
Act tough as a gold medal, you link 'em, they
I'm just runnin' back kick returns on the field
Where the Redskins be losin' but we gon' support 'em
That's how you know our loyalty at
So a bet against me, where your royalties at?
I bet I leave your ass of your 14 percent
Then fuck on bitch, my dick named Matumbu, I'm lit
I rub on her clit, she drip, then I cum on her
How common is this to spit like a fuckin'
I'm murderin' shit, I flip, then I leave your ass
I flip the script, then skip to your event
I take the check and dip, moments later it's
You the check and shit, it's enough for your 'rents
So how the fuck you telling me I ain't good enough, prick?
Ahhh, I think I'm top ten, top five
Top three, top two, top one, and I'm still not
Trump supporters' daughters me, so I still think we won
She on her knees for that thing, no Kaepernick, I copped the neck

2: Joey Bada$$]
Yo, yo, yo, Badmon! Uhh
Here's what you been waitin' for, it?
a portrait, if you can see the picture, paint it
I ain't got to explain it, this lane, I paved it (right)
I paid my dues now I'm just collectin' payments (collect)
One verse, that's gon' be your whole savings
If I was you, I'd be makin' funeral (true)
These bars, I leave your mind in enslavement (what else?)
Hit you the bar that I'm raisin', I come in, gun blazin' (facts)
We gon' see who get the laugh (hah)
It's 'cause these niggas always trippin' off the past (hah)
Think this shit a joke until somebody get
Choked, off the very words they spoke
Listen here though, it's gettin' near
'Bout to your brains through your fuckin' earlobes
This one, the kid been for a while, they missed him
Patient with the shot, when we blast off, miss him

[Verse 3:
(Somebody die tonight)
see me but don't say shit like they don't have vocals
And they be dissin' on the socials they don't have Pro-Tools
big you up until you're big enough
I the love was never real, as if I really give a fuck
I'm already figures up
Y'all are in the still, I'm Willie Mays
Y'all still out of bed for 50K
I roll back over and continue all y'all's favorite
I'm the greatest, I'm not until all y'all say it
I'm courtside, closin' dollar deals
Then we celebrate it, eat Italian, thousand dollar
I'm in Lake Como, you stay in NoHo, the is promo
I play solo, take photos, ride me like they play Polo
My crew solid, new problems, my day ones two commas
A few moves nada, we still act the same, you not a—
Part of the formula that put me here, so you
When the second album drops, who they all run to
(Haha)