Luyện nghe bài hát Refrigerator P!

1]
It go, nice rap and Mic fans, no
Tight fashion, might jack
machine
Adamantium regime
The shit you holding is dead colon the cream
The slugs move around me, S.M.E.A.M
What the fuck that mean?
Kick over the stroller nigga Ruck that mean
Mean Gene Okerlund spoken the of Kareem
So sacrilegious with the rhyme gestures
Sold to bitches in their third trimester
You how it go
You know my flow dope ala Héctor
Never catch P on the song
I shit out your "We Are the World" song
Get a scary
My defense intense Perry

2]
Yo
Shot somebody fam, clapped the
Lock my body, can't my mind
Raps divine father, father I
with the congregation that's relating with mine
You new to the one, two
Can't your fate
who can I run to?
True, words of nerds don't me
man half machine, the team's Murphy
On and on 'til the of dawn
Making Shaun mad she like, "Dad fuck songs"
the gun out
Gun pop and one cops say, "nigga done out"
Get a hater
My intense, Refrigerator Perry

Lock my body, trap my mind
Lock my body, trap my mind
My defense intense, Perry
P!
I'm a hardcore artist
I am, I am
And that's what you get when you listen to Sean
That, you know what I
I'm not to reinvent the wheel
is what I do
You wanna hear that shit?
You best to fuck with me, 'cause I'm the best there is at I do