Luyện nghe bài hát Potato Salad

[Intro: the Creator]
Yo, now you start me from the top? Listen
out Harlem, man
Shout out Rocky, man
in the building, man
What's good? Is that potato
Yo,

1: Tyler the Creator]
Niggas give me the cold shoulder, I can for myself
So I keep a high waist and alligator the
And got a with the holster, I ain't playing games
But got lil' niggas who would do it so I pass the controller
You get pressed and X out, tri-angle nose
Pause your life if you try to mess with my O's, whoa
So cut the crap like barbers
we really with the beef like closeted gay fathers
Nigga we get dollars, 'em to Ben Baller
Exchange for them chains that's all shiny thick water
I got back pains, neck like whipped cream
My clean, and they all white, I whip cream
And cop boys and I joy stick, I whip and cop cribs
I got more space than big jeans, sleeping on me
Explain why they got dreams
I'm alien, got the gun with the big beam
Married to the money, my green
No I don't sip lean, but ride around in like Yao Ming
Y'all niggas
They I was goofy and all mouses
Double C my luggage and them with Comme blouses
Y'all cop kush, my nigga I cop
And em with some Leo DiCap's and some Cole Sprouses, nigga
we? Rocky, A$AP
GOLF, boy, where we at? in Pari'

[Verse 2: Rocky]
Fuck clothes, I cop
Couple thots with me and them hoes is divas
Got my Vans on but look like sneakers
Flipped a packs, BasedGod in the speakers
all in the speakers
In the field like baseball, play ball, face wall polices come
I don't rock Chanel, I channel
And no ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)
Bless, at you, nah I ain't
But if niggas steam or smoke, bet I match you
Got a bullet with name on the barrel
If hollows clip, you get nip like it's cat food
That dude, when I die, they gotta make a
Bad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a
Go to any nigga with up in my bracket
Then I about the state of rapping
All the freshmens in the
All the super mumblin' and ramblin'
Mumblin and rappin', mumble
I find it hard to actual talent
I find it to find an actual challenge
I'm like Shabazz last acid hit, elaborate
Rap lab's labyrinth, to Kodak's Black's Lazarus
"Calldrops" on the skits

3: Tyler the Creator]
Ayo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the in the Glock
Weird nigga, full suit the sandals and the socks, stop
And based on my boy
You would I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks
Who cast the stone? Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?
Real grunge nigga, I got a flannel as the top
And I'm picking up guitar, strum
Bum niggas wish could make a garden shed
But they on me man like their arm is dead
I'm a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred,
You animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!

[Outro: the Creator]
K shiz, up nigga!