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

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

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

Don't tell me on album how much you love D12
When I at Bizarre, he don't look like he's doing very well
*Pow-pow-pow* Just it up!
Next time I see jaw I'ma lump it up (bitch)
No offense (no), straight
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 its last breath
Joe say he clean and
But me for a Percocet last October
We was on a tour called Say Never
I you some cocaine when you was under the weather
Damn, am I talkin' too (Shut up)
Keep my name,
you ain't gon' be too much, bitch (old ass nigga)
I don't be no runnin'
I ain't gon' say come to Detroit 'cause I know you ain't comin',