Luyện nghe bài hát One Beer

I get no from champagne
alcohol doesn't thrill me at all
So me why shouldn't it be true?
I get a kick out of

There is only one left
Rappers screaming all in our ears we're deaf
Tempt me, do a on the label
Eat up all MC's and drink 'em under the table

Like on me, put it on my tab, kid, however you get there
Foot it, cab it, iron it, you leaving on your face forfeit
I crush the mic hold it like the heat he toss it
Told him tell they stole it, he told her he it
She him get off it and a bunch other more shit

Getting money, be getting no new leads
like he eating watermelon, stay spitting new seeds
It's the weed, give me of what he's drooping off
Soon as he wake up like it was whooping cough

The group been soft, first at the open bar and their trooping off
He to go laugh and get some head by the side road
She him to autograph her derriere, it read
To wide load, this yard bird taste like fried
Turned villain take pride and code words

Crooked eye mold nerd with a cold heart
still be speaking in rhymes as an old fart
Study how to eat, to by the pizza guy
No, he's not too fly to skeet in a eye

And squeeze her thigh, giver her curves a feel
And the same way she feel it when she flow with nerves of
They call him super when they their back or plumbing fixed
Powers one left, the pack comes in six
happened to two and three

A tried to slide with four and five and got caught
Like, you doing G?
Don't make 'em to get cutting like truancy
Matter fact not for right now you and me

Looser a pair of Adidas, I hope you bought your spare tweeters
MC's sound like
Rapping and like Red Head Kingpin
Dude, can we do this thing again no matter how be

You do it for the hubbies
Seeds know what time it is it's time for Telletubbies
Few can do it, fewer can sell it
Take it the dude who wears mask like a tarded helmet

He plots like robberies
In and out, one, two, three, no please
Run the cash and you won't get a wet
The mic is the shootie, move, nobody get hurt

Bring heat, the boy I'm going to war
in the door and everybody on the floor
A whole of jobs like we are on tour
night on the score coming to your corner store