Luyện nghe bài hát P

Broke D*ck I'm For A Drug Lord
Okay, welcome to my bar, one um,
The wears it like a Kevlar,
As I smoke my medlar south african,
Coughing till theres in my f*cking abdomen,
I spit negative and just a halogen,
my bridge of a fucking masculine,
the went,
killing all with a javelin,
snakes i'm raddling,
suit teller's taddling,
you a 'bunch of squares, Madison,
as far as n*ggers,
b*tch my fathom sick,
on top of talented,
i'm f*cking passionate,
i'm a curse,
me treacherous treasure chest,
better yet i'll build onto the beat Tetris,
me, forgetfulness,
i am correctioness,
i'll Odd and Future together like a leather vest,
you f*cking neck, feather peck, rosseta checks,
i'll put together and push for be prepared for less,
I'm heading out to Sydney, Australia ted donnelly,
He gets up at security,
the TSA don't me,
tea are the sh*t,
40 by the stones,
I'm fighting for gun to shoot a n*gga in his dome,
your fucking heels,
there's no like home,
back and blast off,
on a tombstone,
ain't a b*tch,
That a 12 bar,
tyler what's up
I can't (wolf gang),
(what's man?)
see,
what's wrong with me might be my tourettes see,
I a vacation 'cause all this sh*t got me stressing,
two after the with Sandeski,
me and Sean went and rented a couple jet skis,
Lionel rolling up,
me and Lucas getting f*cked up,
you can smell us coming a f*ggot when the hics up,
to Commons last album and get pumped up,
to ask him,
i can get d*ck sucked,
You Casey Anthony,
was handling,
dropping her off,
so she come out and dance with me,
in the pantry,
on my trampoline,
learn new chords,
why you re-sampling,
I am I,
flow retardedly,
as retarded of the sound of people arguing,
you the future of the kid your daughter's gargling,
me i have the Odd Future mother sergeanting,
no im the f*ck now my papa didn't one,
why i'm like this now,
i'm down to cut throat,
and if another fan for a f*cking photo,
while i'm on my pizza lunchable,
i'm a f*cking like,
when you ask right,
then have a breakdown,
and proceed to use a pipe,
OF will be for,
n*ggas be dumb poor,
don't me,
okay be right back i'm to the gun store,
M16 and 16s,
came out of like your kids wet dream,
you mean old news,
all you really is to f*cking show you,
how we are harder than finding a fucking snicker bar in foods,
in a hoodie,
nose and a gold tooth,
hoping the f*cking security guard doesn't you in custody,
but luckily had a couple of guns me,
gay step moms,
none' you other f*ckers can f*ck me.
(Spanish Dialogue)