Luyện nghe bài hát MRAZ

[Verse 1:
What the Get M-E-T-H-O-D, Drought 3 Dwayne Carter
With a of Busta's craft and a hint of Big Poppa
Little dash of Nasty Nas, top it off Bob Marley
'em all in a blender and I'm what the fuck you get
And that like a figment
I'm a walking talking
Something you never
I am like Savage on acid
That's very and classic
A walking hazard to any rapper
That's rappin, we the killas
But globally they feel us cause we the feeling
This guru voodoo yes
I am that mass appealing, I'm up on her breasts
She all my children (Ha!)
Rack in my teeth made of gold
I'm the areolas my nigga the best of both
Double
And if they auctioning then I'm the top product
What am I saying they used to auction our
Where is my mind shit I find it
Like looking for remote control after smoking
How is he so niggerish yet so
It can't be possible he livin' everything he
I feel like we entered the game at timing

[Hook:
Broke niggas only make niggas
I more than I can fit in this quote nigga
nigga, we the hope nigga
Flatbush Zombie muthafucka, we the hope
Nigga, hope Nigga
Flatbush Zombie muthafucka we the hope
Hope Nigga, Nigga
Flatbush Zombie muthafucka we the nigga

2: Erick]
I assemble sentences so I can reap the
And I never see my nemesis but I'm on my penmanship
I many blessings, stressing women, nothing less of winning
If I'm talking shit, shit man I'm kidding
Sitting on the sphere, is spinning, persevere
2012 is here still a kind of fear
It's material and I ain't fashion
Believe in what you want cause no one to seem what happens
Ya
I smoked the cohiba, I'm evil
Zombies be competition, six feet deep your people
Only illegal amounts of the get you in a bind
I already got your heart, girl I wanna fuck your
But since I came, my name, the author oughta slap you hard
I drop the acid, bruh I'm trippy as fuck
Because I'd rather knock it instead of picking you up
So cut the ash right through the diamond, my hair wrapped up a shaman

[Verse 3:
Cruising the street, ain't got a 6-4
Just a heart full of pride, a mouth of gold
baby mama knocking at my front do'
She want my (income), I'd rather get my (dick sucked)
I be that Z-O-M-B, shawty tempt me
Leather on, Fonzirelli, on women, R. Kelly
Smashing bitches in the telly, passing rolled up with me
Trippy is as trippy does, me smoking potent cuz
Having visions of Mason Betha coming
Spitting crack, contemplating how we under Satan
Discriminating and hating, ain't rap
I call it food for the
What's your craving, Na-not for the most
Incredible dope, feta, the revenue
Never seen federal, gotta stay of the revenue
Love my medical hating niggas disguised as
I see the lies, wannabes, G's
A-P-C's, I'm a G-O-D
Rep the N-Y-C, we got U-N-I, T-Y
It's time get off my N-U-T-Z's, please
I got the scoop, ain't that about a
Take a flick with the ripper, grave digger
Hairy black ball nigga - sicker than your
Twisting dank, fucking on the kitchen sank
What you