Luyện nghe bài hát P

Broke I'm Looking For A Drug Lord
Okay, to my twelve bar, one um,
The beat wears it a Kevlar,
As I smoke my tree medlar african,
Coughing till theres pains in my abdomen,
I spit negative and just a halogen,
my more of a fucking masculine,
the went,
killing all with a javelin,
i'm just 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,
call me treacherous chest,
better yet i'll build onto the beat Tetris,
me, forgetfulness,
i am correctioness,
i'll stitch Odd and Future like a leather vest,
you f*cking sweater neck, peck, rosseta checks,
put together decks and push for be prepared for less,
I'm out to Sydney, Australia with ted donnelly,
He caught up at security,
the TSA don't me,
tea are the sh*t,
40 by the stones,
I'm fighting for gun rights to shoot a in his dome,
click fucking heels,
there's no place home,
cock back and off,
on a tombstone,
ain't a b*tch,
wasn't a 12 bar,
tyler what's up
I count (wolf gang),
(what's man?)
see,
what's wrong me might be my f*cking tourettes see,
I need a vacation all this sh*t got me stressing,
two after the with Sandeski,
me and Sean Kingston and rented a couple jet skis,
Lionel blunts up,
meanwhile me and Lucas f*cked up,
you can smell us coming like a f*ggot the hics up,
listening to last album and get pumped up,
to ask him,
i can get d*ck sucked,
You know Anthony,
was handling,
dropping her off,
so she could come out and dance me,
in the pantry,
on my trampoline,
learn new chords,
why you re-sampling,
I am I,
flow retardedly,
as of the sound of deaf people arguing,
you hold the of the kid your daughter's gargling,
me i have the Odd Future f*cking sergeanting,
no im the now my papa didn't give one,
that's why i'm this now,
i'm down to cut throat,
and if another fan asks for a photo,
while i'm snacking on my lunchable,
i'm a f*cking like,
Burning you ask right,
have a mental breakdown,
and to use a crack pipe,
OF be done for,
will be dumb poor,
don't me,
okay be back i'm heading to the gun store,
M16 and 16s,
came out of nowhere like your wet dream,
what' you old news,
all you really need is to show you,
how we are harder than finding a snicker bar in whole foods,
in a hoodie,
nose bruised and a tooth,
hoping the f*cking guard doesn't hold you in custody,
but luckily had a couple of guns me,
gay step moms,
none' you other f*ckers can with me.
(Spanish Dialogue)