Luyện nghe bài hát Potato Salad

Ayy, you gon' me from the top? Listen
out Harlem, man
Shout out Rocky, man
in the building, man
What's Is that potato salad?
Yo,

Niggas give me the shoulder, I can speak for myself
So I keep a high waist and alligator the
And got a belt with the holster, I playing games
But got some niggas who would do it so I pass the controller
You get pressed and X out, tri-angle your
your life if you squares try to mess with my O's, whoa
So cut the crap like barbers
Cause we really with the like closeted gay fathers

Nigga we get dollars, give 'em to Ben
Exchange for them chains that's all shiny thick water
I got back pains, neck heavy like cream
My whip clean, and they all white, I whip
And cop boys and I joy stick, I whip cream and cop
I got more space big jeans, y'all sleeping on me

Explain why they got dreams
I'm alien, got the laser gun with the big
Married to the money, my green
No I don't sip lean, but ride in rockets like Yao Ming
niggas weak
They I was goofy and all mouses
Double C my luggage and fill them with blouses
Y'all cop kush, my nigga I cop
And fill em with Leo DiCap's and some Cole Sprouses, nigga
we? Rocky, A$AP
GOLF, boy, where we at? Nigga in

Fuck clothes, I cop
Couple thots with me and them is like divas
Got my on but they look like sneakers
a couple packs, Based
God in the
Bass all in the
In the field like baseball, play ball, face when polices come
I don't rock Chanel, I rock
And no this ain't a purse, it's a (At you)
Bless, at you, nah I sneeze
But if niggas steam or smoke, bet I match you
Got a bullet with your on the barrel
If hollows clip, you get nip like it's cat food

That dude, I die, they gotta make a statue
Bad attitude, ain't a purse, it's a satchel
Go to any nigga with up in my bracket
Then I about the state of rapping
All the in the classes
All the super mumblin' and ramblin'
and rappin', mumble rapping?
I it hard to find actual talent
I find it hard to find an challenge
I'm like Shabazz Palace's acid hit, elaborate
Rap lab's labyrinth, word to Black's Lazarus
"Calldrops" on the skits

Ayo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the
Weird nigga, full suit the sandals and the socks, stop
And based on my boy
You would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the
Who cast the first stone? Bitch it's me, fuck you
Real grunge nigga, I ain't got a as the top
And I'm up guitar, strum nigga
Bum niggas wish they could a garden shed
But they sleeping on me man like arm is dead
I'm a wild boy and you farmer bred, born
You animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!

K shiz, up nigga!