Luyện nghe bài hát Love Tap

Get the up
Ha, ha, yeah,

Everybody, get the up
Get the up
Everybody, wild the out
the fuck out, wild the fuck out
Everybody, get the up
Get the fuck up, get the out
Everybody, wild the out
Wild the fuck out, wild the out
Wild the out

Holy moly, no one me
This white chick, she says she to blow me
reefer, I'm a chiefer
Blaze enormous, new Wiz Khalifa
Poppin' pills, I need to
I to get a r-r-refill
talk, won't even see a baby walk
Pop shit, her in baby chalk
I'm vicious, terrific, out of my
We share the same bloodline like da 5'9"
legend, been a goat
Poppin' pills, I'm dope
Shady Records, used to be to Interscope
I'ma hookin' niggas from Jersey to Brooklyn, niggas
got no apron on and I'm already cookin' niggas
Man I'm out, are you a man or
Bring 'em one by one, I start 'em out (anybody)
Drugs and pills, all I'm carin' about
He cappin', I'm rappin', he snap, it's happen
A kidnappin', he laughin', I'm clappin', you
Blowin' four pipes, fuckin' four
Been up four nights, to war like Fortnite
One eye like Fetty Wap, get your belly
Cooked up, beat up like Crock
I ain't no sucker, I stay sucker
I ain't duckin' niggas, duckin' me
Champs, I should go on N.O.R.E
Get fucked up and tell the whole my story

Why they dissin' Eminem? Why they ride MGK?
They gon' learn
Niggas singin' like
Who the fuck is a Jay
Who is that? I'm tryna, remember...
Oh, Jarice, the guy that carried the bags
The one that used to sleep on the and call Denaun dad
The one sold the tape to The Source
Let me chill, I'm off-course

Don't tell me on your album how you love D12
When I at Bizarre, he don't look like he's doing very well
*Pow-pow-pow* pump it up!
Next I see your jaw I'ma lump it up (bitch)
No (no), straight defense
around and put your son on the remix, punk
I'm a hog
Disrespectful, I'll your fuckin' dog
Damn, you loved dog to death
Good, you can watch it take its breath
Joe say he and sober
But asked me for a Percocet October
We was on a tour Never Say Never
I gave you cocaine when you was under the weather
Damn, am I talkin' too (Shut up)
Keep my name,
you gon' be walkin' too much, bitch (old ass nigga)
I don't be no runnin'
I ain't say come to Detroit 'cause I know you ain't comin', damn