Luyện nghe bài hát Potato Salad

Ayy, 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,

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

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

why they got shit 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 around in like Yao Ming
Y'all weak
They thought I was goofy and all
Double C my and fill 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'

Fuck clothes, I cop
Couple thots with me and them hoes is like
Got my Vans on but they look sneakers
a couple packs, Based
God in the
Bass all in the
In the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when come
I rock Chanel, I rock channel
And no this ain't a purse, 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 don't clip, you get nip like it's cat

That dude, when I die, they gotta make a
Bad attitude, this a purse, it's a satchel
Go to any nigga with up in my bracket
Then I think about the state of
All the freshmens in the
All the super mumblin' and ramblin'
and rappin', mumble rapping?
I find it hard to find talent
I find it hard to find an challenge
I'm like Shabazz last acid hit, elaborate
Rap lab's labyrinth, word to Black's Lazarus
"Calldrops" on the album

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 the rocks
Who cast the first Bitch 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 wish they could make a garden shed
But they on me man like their arm is dead
I'm a wild boy and you farmer bred, born
You animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!

K shiz, up nigga!