Luyện nghe bài hát Put Em Up

[** All the Way Turnt Up by Roscoe Dash:]
[Lupe
check, I make em all bounce
Every teller in Bank of America, em all count
You gone need the whole to add up the amount.
Its gonna to pay me off to keep me out your house
To me in my zone so that I dont zone out
Im and Po like Zone 4, thoughts is deep like Tone Loc
Walk with me like old folk, your street a scores goaled
I dont rap, I hockey cause my flow is so cold
I am on my mmhmm, they are on Oh, No!
I am really in here, they aint real Soul Glo
you know Im so sho, them n-ggas got no Glow
Find a master you can come back into the dojo
Lupe got his mind right, n-gga is my mic
And Ive to take it all back like Miller High Life
He must not be tied tight, back the wall,
He will throw a ball, like he playin Jai
Ill do the register, you just get them fries
I trust America, after watchin Zeitgeist
Take a at my stripes, chest looks like a tiger arm
and Im hot as balm, fire like a five-alarm
And its set onto ya barn, Get ya on.
I aint worried bout you hoes, I dont even to roll
I turn down your ex like how you put tires on
Once I get these on, I buy a bomb and tie it on
And this around the entire song, find a line to drive it on
Park it a metaphor, wait for it, the timers on
You can turn hydrants on, Ill just turn my wipers on
Wipe it off then me down but dont forget about my bomb!