Luyện nghe bài hát Monopoly

The Hybrid on Papaya
That give you bronchitis, what you write is all vagina
What I is Wall of China
Nigga that's like eighths of Grape Ape
Getting in my suitcase
to hit the studio and shit all on your mixtape
Nah, literally, all on your mixtape
Wipe with the credits, stains on the Jewel case
In two takes, dog, the booth'll get souffléd
You're something like a toupee
Truthfully, my friend,
You gon' get exposed an up-and-coming model
And to me your seems like one of them pageant mommas
So who's the little bitch? That's you
You must a lot of dick, that's true
I misuse issues and pistols
racing like Bristol heart of igloos
My nigga, you ain't been what I been
And if so, take a pencil through your temple
I done served fiends on they menstrual
Ain't even have pads, they panties with tissue
Hit the ave cause they mouth bleeding
And your style's like fried chicken without the
Nigga, that's fuck you up and ya mans
I smack you like a bitch, nigga, open-hand
you and your tough talk
When I monopolize I throw ass off the boardwark
Fag, you play sports but always at the ball park?
Type of nigga rocking Crocs at the fucking
Drunk like Stallworth, in the fiend car
Get flicked, guess what? I'm running this fiend car
I know a dirty and got the hammer
But this got me high like Pac bandanna

I'm a smart nigga do dumb shit
In your baby momma crib, not flushing after I
I'm Ferris Bueller with Frank Muellers, you shooters
On hooters, I'm in Aruba sipping wine cooler
Mind ruler, sort of hypnotism
why these white bitches wanna get with him
I smack it, flip it, like Bivins
But to me flow's like Ronny DeVoe's
My hoes got toes in expensive heels
hoes' toes is fucked--beauty supply sandals?
Handle any
I blunts to the face to stay motivated
Irritated when I'm not
Fuck her face like I was
And still fucking with them hoes
Stank pussy smelling Cool Ranch Doritos