Luyện nghe bài hát Love Tap

Get the up
Ha, ha, yeah,

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

moly, no one knows me
This chick, she says she wants to blow me
Smokin' reefer, I'm a
Blaze enormous, new Wiz Khalifa
Poppin' pills, I need to
I to get a r-r-refill
Baby talk, won't even see a walk
Pop shit, her in baby chalk
I'm vicious, terrific, out of my
We share the same bloodline like da 5'9"
Fuckin' legend, been a
pills, I'm into dope
Shady Records, used to be signed to
start hookin' niggas from Jersey to Brooklyn, niggas
Ain't got no on and I'm already cookin' niggas
Man I'm out, are you a man or
Bring 'em one by one, I airin' 'em out (anybody)
Drugs and pills, that's all I'm carin'
He cappin', I'm rappin', he snap, gon' happen
A kidnappin', he laughin', I'm clappin', you
Blowin' four pipes, fuckin' four
up four nights, goin' to war like Fortnite
One eye like Fetty Wap, get your flopped
Cooked up, beat up like Betty
I ain't no sucker, I sucker free
I ain't duckin' niggas, niggas me
Drink Champs, I go on N.O.R.E
Get fucked up and tell the whole world my

Why they dissin' Eminem? Why they with MGK?
They learn today
singin' like Monica
Who the fuck is a Jay
Who is that? I'm tryna, remember...
Oh, it's Jarice, the guy that carried the
The one that used to sleep on the floor and Denaun dad
The one that the tape to The Source
Let me chill, I'm off-course

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