Luyện nghe bài hát P

Broke D*ck I'm Looking For A Drug
Okay, welcome to my bar, one um,
The beat wears it a Kevlar,
As I smoke my medlar south african,
Coughing theres pains in my f*cking abdomen,
I spit negative and just a halogen,
my more of a fucking masculine,
the went,
killing all with a javelin,
snakes i'm raddling,
teller's never taddling,
you n*ggers a of squares, Madison,
as far as n*ggers,
n*gger my fathom sick,
on top of talented,
b*tch i'm passionate,
i'm a curse,
me treacherous treasure chest,
better yet i'll onto the beat like Tetris,
me, forgetfulness,
i am correctioness,
i'll stitch Odd and Future like a leather vest,
you f*cking sweater neck, peck, rosseta checks,
i'll put decks and push for be prepared for less,
I'm heading out to Sydney, with ted donnelly,
He gets up at security,
the TSA follow 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,
no place like home,
cock and blast off,
on a tombstone,
ain't a b*tch,
That a 12 bar,
tyler up n*gga?
I count (wolf gang),
(what's man?)
see,
what's wrong with me be my f*cking tourettes see,
I need a vacation 'cause all sh*t got me stressing,
two the showers with Sandeski,
me and Sean Kingston went and a couple jet skis,
rolling blunts up,
meanwhile me and getting f*cked up,
you can smell us coming like a when the hics up,
listening to Commons last 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 of the sound of deaf people arguing,
you hold the of the kid your daughter's gargling,
me i have the Odd mother 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 fan asks for a f*cking photo,
i'm snacking on my pizza lunchable,
i'm a f*cking like,
when you ask right,
then a mental breakdown,
and to use a crack pipe,
OF will be for,
n*ggas be dumb poor,
don't me,
okay be right i'm heading to the gun store,
M16 and 16s,
came out of nowhere like your wet dream,
you mean old news,
all you really need is to f*cking you,
how we are harder than finding a fucking snicker bar in foods,
in a hoodie,
nose and a gold tooth,
the f*cking security guard doesn't hold you in custody,
but had a couple of guns with me,
gay step moms,
none' you other can f*ck with me.
(Spanish Dialogue)