Luyện nghe bài hát New Orleans Maniac

This is the rock sound....

ok really ain't no rock shit, but uhm, ahem, ah, LET'S GO!
HOLLYGROVE MONSTER NEW ORLEANS
SHOOT A NIGGA UP UNTIL HIS WHOLE BODY AIN'T

Hi, my name is best rapper
And your mouth is the crapper alive
Cuz you talk shit, I get hit and it off
Like that, then I just spit like barking dogs
it bust back, attitude like fuck em all
And I'm greezy and boyfriend is a butterball
What's geezy, I mean what's good, bitch is you
Check my bet it be money all the time
on the side where I stay at
MIA at?
I get every time I say that
In the game room, I play that
Bitch nigga get down where he lay at
AK at front doh
Zo
You can ask
til my wrist soh
Coupe wit a low
Who put the
I'm of the south, so in your mouth is where the dick go
Yeahh........
They like it when I say huh
And your a tampon
And I don't own baby
I own the land
So step on my land and a bomb like Anquan
F. and the F is for franchise
You lookin at me is like you're lookin through ant
Money can't die, bitch we like Hancock
Yeah I'm a Martian sayin Spock
I turn beef into a ham hot
I put it in a pan pot
Shoot til my hot
I hear you sayin stop
I hear Nina pop
I hear sayin chop
I hear screamin and shit
Like I said holla at ya boy
But holla at ya boy
I'm the boy
Not ya boy
Cuz ya boy a Bitch!

Moola Crazy:]
Eastside Loco, ya sweet cocoa
And you can get yo ass fast like go go
Mass on my face, low pro a low show
Shoot a when his album drop give em promo
Ya clown like bozo, they ask him bout the group shit it's time to get the loop bitch I had to go

Yo bitch all on me, you betta ya hoe though
She come kick it like a dojo. Uh oh
Slick nigga fuck em then I em like a low low
Bitch want money like no no no
Nigga if you hatin suck a no homo
Boy I keep it like bo-bos
Yeah I'm what I do so nigga just do you
And my gun minaj she do too
Nigga to the young money age zoo crew
We starvin and you could get ate zoo-zoos

Niggas boo hoo cry muthafucker I'm
break bones and cartilage
You are a mark muthafucker I'm a marksman
And I'm all about the green like
Pardon me nigga I'm talkin
You walk a gun fight, knife no vest bitch you crazy
like the ice you wearin yo fugaze
Put em in the dirt em push a few daisies

80's baby, to be rich nigga, king kong beatin on my chest on you bitch niggas
I'm after so I'm on your ass now
Young money cash cow