Luyện nghe bài hát Sag My Pants

Funk
C'mon, sleepin' on me
ass rappers
Bitch ass
That's to make a nigga flip

Yeah, I erupt a bomb
So up the baton
I slap you after bustin' a nut in my palm
Why you me like something was wrong
Just take a of the bong
And let me leave mind corrupt from this song
See you can't stop me cause I'm a teens
And create false cause it pays off clean
I'm just an idiotic ironic symbolic illuminatic
That's gonna be killed if I talk it (Shh)
This industry business is all up
I have no favorite rapper all you suck
I severe the weakest who not on my pedigree
Because on the tombstone its as hard as it ever be
I'm by my wild image a lot
And everybody seems to I have a sinister plot, I do
Be by every sentence I jot
I got some thoughts and you ain't killin' 'em off, so listen

I sag my until my ass shows
I slap hoes (Bitch)
Yeah I'm an (Yeah yeah)

And your parents hate me cause I you
So tell em' I fuck you
I said fuck you (Yeah yeah)

I snuck in Drake's house he was alone inside (Uh oh)
You can say I have a mind
I dim the lights and close the
Around his neck is where my was tied
I yanked on it I broke his spine (Yeah)
I've been fuckin' pissed off (Why?)
'Cause sayin' Lil Wayne spits raw
I a big brawl
And slam his ass a brick wall
And have a fat sit on him
Rick (Gross)
I play with this rap shit
I got no life, I in the attic
Fuck a rap career, I'm to smash it
Soulja Boy you got a flow (True)
So you can suck my dick through a glory hole
I'm just being me, what you to hate for
All you niggas is faker than Lupe Fiasco claimin' he
Yeah right, that nigga even ollie
Push him away on the
Not even Satan stop me (What)

I sag my pants until my ass
I slap hoes (Witch)
Yeah I'm an (Yeah yeah)

And your parents hate me cause I you
So tell em' I fuck you
Yeah I fuck you (Yeah yeah)

I'm probably the muthafucka who don't get recognized
Eazy-E's wife's life is now jeopardized
She me and I was set aside
For like three and a years
I don't think I why
I'm fuckin' dope and is my reward
That's wacker than the hundred dollars you signed me for
Eazy's dead now, the label's finally yours
Too bad he never knew that you were just a grimy
You maintain what Eric built (Nah)
I know in his grave turnin' like a Ferris wheel
Don't think you're just cause you inherit mil
Bitch the skills
I'm Hopsin, I spit shit so unfair and
I got some deep issues within
All because you lied and tried to pretend you a
Ruthless, bitch I never lend you a hand
And I'm a make sure nobody ever signs with you (You know why?)

I sag my until my ass shows
I slap hoes (Bitch)
I'm an asshole (Yeah yeah)

And your hate me cause I love you
So em' I said fuck you
Yeah I said you (Yeah yeah)