Luyện nghe bài hát Respect the Mustache

Respect the mustache, my people cash and puff the cut grass
Of spite, known to let a nut fly, right in your slut
Ring of full I step inside fishing to cut glass
Tongue poll shaking pillars, like a steak a sizzler
I'm like a lunch with no boo dip with the whole
'Cause false moves get your whole face smothered like soul
Right by the waist I got the Pro Tool, it's logic
Produce hard dick in seconds, make your bitch massage it
You're like a forty dollar from Guadalajara
Gushing to scamma motherfucker's ain't promised
Badges of on the chest the flesh got wounds in it
Got inmates with assholes that got in it
Versace jeans 98 the scent of me
Now the scent of me be the scent of tree
Fucking feedback, me feed back
I shoot you, shorty take the charge, Steve Nash

Don't interrupt me silly putty you for the money
Red sauce, calamari you the feeling's funny
I'm dealing killing forties by the oz
My brain is scattered like I been OCs
to Queens, you hear the rounds and screams
Where they pat down your jeans, your money and your trees
The diamond rocker vodka shrimp and lobster
Pop you and turn you pasta papa look in my cara
The flow's furious, so serious cold
Who rip shit, spit sick, and stole
Hit em with and then men'll run in your grandma house
it out, steal everything in it but the couch
Term Brady and Action
Stacks of bread, clap and peel wigs
The type of feeling I get when I a rhyme
Is the violentest blood-infested of all time
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