Luyện nghe bài hát P

Broke D*ck I'm Looking For A Drug
Okay, welcome to my bar, one um,
The wears it like a Kevlar,
As I smoke my tree medlar african,
till theres pains in my f*cking abdomen,
I negative and just like a halogen,
my bridge more of a masculine,
the went,
them all with a javelin,
i'm just raddling,
suit never taddling,
you n*ggers a of squares, Madison,
as far as n*ggers,
b*tch my fathom sick,
on top of talented,
b*tch i'm passionate,
i'm a curse,
call me treasure chest,
better yet i'll onto the beat like Tetris,
me, forgetfulness,
i am correctioness,
i'll stitch Odd and together like a leather vest,
you f*cking sweater neck, feather peck, checks,
i'll put together and push for be prepared for less,
I'm heading out to Sydney, with 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,
click fucking heels,
there's no place home,
cock and blast off,
on a tombstone,
ain't a b*tch,
wasn't a 12 bar,
tyler up n*gga?
I can't (wolf gang),
(what's man?)
see,
what's wrong with me might be my tourettes see,
I need a vacation 'cause all sh*t got me stressing,
two after the with Sandeski,
me and Kingston went and rented a couple jet skis,
Lionel blunts up,
me and Lucas getting f*cked up,
you can smell us like a f*ggot when the hics up,
listening to Commons 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 with me,
in the pantry,
on my trampoline,
learn new chords,
why you re-sampling,
I am I,
spit retardedly,
as of the sound of deaf people arguing,
you the future 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 like now,
i'm still to cut throat,
and if another fan asks for a photo,
i'm snacking on my pizza lunchable,
i'm a f*cking like,
Burning you ask right,
then a mental breakdown,
and proceed to use a pipe,
OF be done for,
n*ggas be dumb poor,
don't me,
be right back i'm heading to the gun store,
M16 and 16s,
came out of like your kids wet dream,
what' you old news,
all you really need is to show you,
how we are than finding a fucking snicker bar in whole foods,
in a hoodie,
nose and a gold tooth,
hoping the f*cking guard doesn't hold you in custody,
but luckily had a couple of guns me,
like gay moms,
none' you f*ckers can f*ck with me.
(Spanish Dialogue)