Luyện nghe bài hát Respect the Mustache

Respect the mustache, my people loves and puff the cut grass
Of spite, to let a nut fly, right in your slut mask
Ring of full I step inside fishing to cut glass
Tongue poll shaking pillars, you're like a a sizzler
I'm a lunch with no boo dip with the whole crew
'Cause false moves get your whole face smothered soul food
Right by the waist I got the Pro Tool, it's simply
Produce this dick in seconds, make your bitch massage it
You're a forty dollar holler from Guadalajara
Gushing to scamma motherfucker's ain't promised
Badges of honor on the chest the flesh got 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
Before I shoot you, take the charge, Steve Nash

Don't interrupt me silly putty you for the money
Red sauce, calamari you with the feeling's
I'm dealing twenties forties by the oz
My is scattered like I been swallowing OCs
Beantown to Queens, you hear the rounds and
Where they pat down your jeans, take your and your trees
The diamond rocker devouring vodka and lobster
Pop you and you into pasta papa look in my cara
The flow's furious, so cold killers
Who rip shit, sick, and stole millions
Hit em with and then men'll run in your grandma house
Clear it out, steal everything in it but the
Brady and Action Sanchez
Stacks of fair bread, clap and peel
The of feeling I get when I write a rhyme
Is the violentest killing of all time
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