Luyện nghe bài hát Refrigerator P!

1]
It go, nice rap and Mic fans, no
fashion, might jack sedans
Dancing
rapping regime
The shit you holding is colon cancer the cream
The slugs move around me, S.M.E.A.M
Huh? What the fuck mean?
Kick the kids stroller nigga Ruck that mean
Gene Okerlund spoken the word of Kareem
So with the word rhyme gestures
Sold crack to bitches in their trimester
You how it go
You know my flow ala Héctor Lavoe
Never P on the girl song
I smack shit out "We Are the World" song
Get a scary
My defense Refrigerator Perry

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Yo
Shot somebody fam, clapped the
Lock my body, trap my mind
Raps divine father, father I
Conversate the congregation that's relating with mine
You new to the one, two
escape your fate
who can I run to?
True, words of nerds hurt me
Half man machine, the team's Murphy
On and on the break 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, can't trap my
My intense, Refrigerator Perry
P!
I'm a hip-hop artist
I am, I am
And that's what you get you listen to Sean Price
That, you know what I
I'm not to reinvent the wheel
This is I do
You wanna that kinda shit?
You to fuck with me, 'cause I'm the best there is at what I do