Luyện nghe bài hát Pans In The Kitchen

1]
Stop and
I rock it wicked, no on this shit
You gotta get it, there's nothing hotter it
A whack rapper's Hopsin isn't, I'll kick it
To ya if you got a minute you'll bob your head like a pigeon
Play my position, I'm gifted when rhymes is kickin'
I got lots of this, I vibe to it as I a fitted
The amount of people feeling me is a hot percentage
They know I'm tight, but I'll be conceited if I it
I'ma climb the game I'm up at the top of it
And be chicken to call me out if u got a problem with it
shit is gon' get you stuck in some violent shit
And will be hurt so you're better off if you mind your bidness
Don't get it started, with that nigga Marcus, that kid
It's gon' evolve to some ruckus, he'll your shit is garbage
He'll be the illest artist, on this rap
All you niggas out there get him on your tracks

Mama keep the pots and in the kitchen uhh (x2)
I be banging on the in the kitchen
So mama don't be trying to hide the in the kitchen
Mama keep the and pans in the kitchen uhh (x2)
I be banging on the pans in the
So mama don't be trying to the pans in the kitchen

I like playing with the in the kitchen mama
You gon' let me with the pans in the kitchen mama
Don't care what you say about the pans in the kitchen
I'mma prove I'm the man in the kitchen mama!

2]
I used to weight on the block
A fat bitch, she was able to walk
She was good for one thing, that was taking a
Till she told me she was pregnant, I'm thankful to God
That she wasn't, coz all that was making me hot
I'm happy that she ain't the one to a baby with Hop
She's so obese, I'd take her out and make her in the car
Her body odor always smelling like some and farts
I'd tell her how I don't eat pork, she took it to the heart
Ready to make an assault, she need to her fucking way to the barn
Cuz that's she belong, better leave me alone
Calling, asking where I'm at like she to know
But a surprise, she thinking I'm the love of her life? Becoming my wife?
Bitch, take some advice
You wanna look nice? me I'm right
Go to the motherfucking gym and lose the gut and you're

3]
I'm and yes I am stupid
Thought I was a smart kid? again, stupid
I'm a Special Ed
Give me a couple of bars and let the man it, cuz there's evidence to it
I never knew it, but the rest of my class it
must've thought I'd never remember the past to it
Fuck school, man, I never could pass it
I never be that student that headed to class who gets an A up on his card
A nice kid who's so
Seem like when threw me in Special Ed it got more hard
Every year the cycle repeats over
My friends and I'm way older then them
Then they come to me, nice me
fun of me
What do these motherfuckers be thinking when they fuck with me?
lucky I don't suddenly go and become something other than me
Like a fucking psycho, whats it gonna be?