Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Goodbar

[Verse 1: Old Droog]
Old keep a fly bunny
On a leash like bitch better have my
Your smoke Newports and sound wild funny
Voice deeper than
cords be disturbin' the peace
Motherfucker, you's a in the East
Heard they to do you like ching-a-ling
Try to say that your got a dingaling
Hee-shee,
What do you know, the flow is so
Cause I'm hungry, the crib got no
No saltwater tank, no
Only ones from the corner store
I was born to poor parents who wanted
dream
Here I am spittin' rhymes that are never generic in theme
And they are, [?], still clean
Go on 'em, mean
All around the world I've seen women
[?] that Simmons [?]
Joints out in
Heights homes who still bump "Gasolina"
More freaks than the week they to cast "Selena"

[Hook: Your Old
More just a hood star, call me Mr. Goodbar
Listen close you'll find something good in every bar
2: Your Old Droog]
Any that your hear a Droog rhyme I drop zingers
No [?], but he lingers
Where still cop from slingers
Crackheads got pipes like singers
Former drug to the stars
Are now of motherfuckin' juice bars
Some sell, they go back
Sold boy [?]
Y'all are so whack
And I'm iller the pen than the Zodiac killer
Phyllis, like
I'm talkin' Jay Dee and that old lady, no one realer
Stayin' the same, I already got the best wordplay in the
And the metaphors - they don't even those
These should pay me to pen they flows
I 'em up - literally with choruses
verses, and I burn bridges like self-sabotage
Even on we charge
Sunday I have a
Givin' me one thing they got right
the game, thrust into the spotlight
Think I'm in it for the fame? Not

[Verse 3: Old Droog]
Bo like Biggavel', no pardon
Go hard in the
I'm on the universe in my reach
Y'all in thirstin', all you do is reach
replaceable
You got bars, well I got full
Used to keep a just for punchlines
next to the Big L and Pun shrine
Fresh chucks and a Pelle
Forgettin' biz, I'm
Crush you like a bean
My shit [?], you rock L.L. Bean
We in Ferragam'
Pay stacks, lay back an air of calm
Writin' rhymes in the with a [?]