Luyện nghe bài hát Radio Song

anti
rap, where the green at?
RZA take your I had the balls the size of bean bags
Not what you're to,
I rep the bluza
And the fools gold,
jeans with
Bitches wanna us,
pussy like loofahs
Y'all losers cop clothes from the boosters
wanna choose up of course they gonna choose us
These stupid ass wouldn't know what to do
copy
niggas what they made you
The game's so trendy, that's why these fail
Cause they don't about music, just first week sales
So say you need a hit, a chart toppin' single
That's why it's called commercial, because you a jingle
A smash crowd banger, play it all night
You never get on, a
song
So this my radio (2x)
She wanna ride the wave, watch me do my surf
like a rockstar
never bought a makeup
with no villains
, but she feel my on her
Stripper with a ceiling, I'mma make it rain on her
me how to Dougie
I'd rather see you
Skeet skeet, on the walls and her
She'd hear a love song about what she getting
But not from Danny Brown, cause bitch I ain't
Do the pretty rock
and though you ugly
Getting dirty money, but bitch I above that
Ice cream job
Heavy Chevy not a beamer, benz, or bentley
Theres no originality, copy singles
He made & Yellow
, make Black & Emo
Thats why these whack rappers, they last song
Dont care about music, radio songs