Luyện nghe bài hát Pans In The Kitchen

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

Mama keep the pots and in the kitchen uhh (x2)
I be on the pans in the kitchen
So mama don't be to hide the pans in the kitchen
Mama keep the pots and pans in the 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 the pans in the kitchen mama
You let me play with the pans in the kitchen mama
Don't care what you say about the pans in the mama
I'mma that I'm the man in the kitchen mama!

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I used to push weight on the
A fat bitch, she was able to walk
She was good for one thing, that was a cock
Till she told me she was pregnant, I'm thankful to God
That she wasn't, coz all shit was making me hot
I'm happy that she the one to have a baby with Hop
She's so obese, I'd take her out and her stay in the car
Her body odor always smelling like bacon and farts
I'd her how I don't eat pork, she took it straight to the heart
Ready to make an assault, she need to make her way to the barn
Cuz that's where she belong, better me alone
Calling, asking I'm at like she need to know
But what a surprise, she thinking I'm the of her life? Becoming my wife?
Bitch, some fucking advice
You look nice? Trust 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 kid? Guess again, stupid
I'm a Ed student
Give me a couple of bars and let the man prove it, cuz there's to it
I never knew it, but the of my class knew it
They must've thought I'd remember the past to it
Fuck school, man, I never could through it
I be that student that headed to class who gets an A up on his report card
A kid who's so smart
Seem like they threw me in Special Ed it got more hard
Every year the cycle repeats over
My friends graduate and I'm way older then
Then they come to me, mugging me
fun of me
What do these ugly motherfuckers be when they fuck with me?
They lucky I don't suddenly go and become other than me
a fucking psycho, then whats it gonna be?