Luyện nghe bài hát Rats Rule

Rats, rats, everywhere you
Everywhere you there's rats
Rats, rats, eating all your books, looking at your
Rats, rats, nesting in closets,
Hiding your socks
in your living rooms,
Sleeping by bedroom clocks
There must be a couple million and more are coming every day! Soon there could be a billion
How will you make us go

Yo! dirty rats!
They're everything!
must be some way to get rid of them! Oh!
Kill them poison!
What? up bitch!
Hou jou bek! We're going to you up!
Fok kak rappers!
Yo we back the R to the A to the T to the T to the R to the A to the P
the rats wanna rap they say;
Yo! that rat trap! Rat trap!
Say it
Yo! gimme that rat trap! I'm a bad rat, not a rat!
You me and you a hood rat!
But actually, you never me,
Cause I'm a rat, I'm a fast rat
My is fucking {?} I'm happening,
you a has
Don't want me around I snap back,
point at me I'm an attack rat

I'm the dap strap, mother fucking rat,
the fat rat in the rat pack {?},
we're with Jack Black,
when the {?} the go clap clap,
the club's jam packed
Little sex rats you want to get back stage to with the Zef rats
Little white rats, little black
Oh fuck! What a dope butt, let me smack that, she giggly, wriggly, Cause I'm sniffing her ass crack
Yo {?} that?

Yo! me the mic or I snatch that, stab you in the back if you act whack, I'm a mad rat with a black GAT where the cash at?

Got a fat sack, weed in my back
Mother get {?}
my hand!
Wanna get high
I get spastic!

Ay yo that fuckin rap shit, rap shit get the [?]
Yo shit's fuckin' bat shit!
Crazy!
Coocoo!

rap over trap tracks
You got that fucking rat trap
We got shit!
She to get hectic!
When we killing the fat making whack rap
Die! Fuck!
Motherfucker!
That fuck!
No!
Cut it out!
Not my ass!
Not my in ass
Oh my god!

Rats are all you can think of,
The only that you discuss
You can try and find a rat
But you'll get rid of us
Rats, rats, you think that we're
But actually we're really
Us rats, in the gutter
But in the end the rats rule
In the end the shall rule!
Yeah!
Rats rule fucker