Luyện nghe bài hát Potato Salad

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

[Verse 1: Tyler the
Niggas me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself
So I a high waist and alligator the belt
And got a belt with the holster, I ain't games
But got some lil' niggas who would do it so I the controller
You get and X out, tri-angle your nose
Pause your life if you try to mess with my O's, whoa
So cut the crap like barbers
Cause we really with the like closeted gay fathers
we get dollars, give 'em to Ben Baller
Exchange for them chains that's all shiny with thick
I got back pains, heavy like whipped cream
My whip clean, and all white, I whip cream
And cop boys and I joy stick, I whip and cop cribs
I got more space than big jeans, y'all on me
Explain why got shit dreams
I'm alien, got the gun with the big beam
to the money, my bitch green
No I don't sip lean, but ride in rockets like Yao Ming
Y'all weak
They I was goofy and all mouses
Double C my luggage and fill them with Comme
cop kush, my nigga I cop houses
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: A$AP
clothes, I cop pieces
Couple thots with me and them is like divas
Got my Vans on but they like sneakers
a couple packs, BasedGod in the speakers
Bass all in the
In the field like baseball, ball, face wall when polices come
I rock Chanel, I rock channel
And no this ain't a purse, a satchel (At you)
Bless, at you, nah I sneeze
But if want steam or smoke, bet I match you
Got a bullet with your on the barrel
If don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food
That dude, when I die, they gotta a statue
Bad attitude, ain't a purse, it's a satchel
Go to any nigga with money up in my
Then I think about the state of
All the freshmens in the
All the super seniors mumblin' and
and rappin', mumble rapping?
I find it to find actual talent
I it hard to find an actual challenge
I'm Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate
Rap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Lazarus
"Calldrops" on the album

3: Tyler the Creator]
Ayo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the in the Glock
Weird nigga, suit with the sandals and the socks, stop
And on my neck boy
You would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the
Who cast the first stone? it's me, fuck you thought?
Real nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top
And I'm picking up guitar, nigga
Bum niggas wish they make a garden shed
But they sleeping on me man their arm is dead
I'm a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred,
You animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!

[Outro: Tyler the
K shiz, up nigga!