Luyện nghe bài hát Sag My Pants

Funk
C'mon, sleepin' on me
Hollywood ass
ass females
That's enough to a nigga flip

Yeah, I erupt like a
So give up the
I slap you after bustin' a fuckin' nut in my
Why you buggin' me like was wrong
Just a puff of the bong
And let me leave your mind from this song
See you can't stop me cause I'm a teens
And false dreams cause it pays off clean
I'm just an idiotic symbolic illuminatic product
That's be killed if I talk about it (Shh)
This industry business is all up
I have no favorite rapper because all you
I severe the weakest who not on my pedigree
Because on the tombstone its as hard as it ever be
I'm judged by my image a lot
And everybody to think 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)
I'm an asshole (Yeah yeah)

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

I snuck in house when he was alone inside (Uh oh)
You can say I a bogus mind
I dim the and close the blinds
Around his neck is my rope was tied
I yanked on it till I his spine (Yeah)
Lately I've fuckin' pissed off (Why?)
'Cause everybody's sayin' Lil Wayne raw
I start a big
And slam his ass a brick wall
And a fat nigga sit on him
Ross (Gross)
I don't play with this rap
I got no life, I stay in the
a rap career, I'm waiting to smash it
Soulja Boy you got a corny (True)
So you can suck my dick through a glory hole
I'm just being me, what you trying to for
All you niggas is faker than Lupe Fiasco he skateboards
right, that nigga can't even ollie
Push him on the dolly
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
I said fuck you (Yeah yeah)

I'm probably the sickest muthafucka who don't get
Eazy-E's wife's is somewhat now jeopardized
She signed me and I was set
For three and a half years
I don't I remember why
I'm fuckin' and this is my reward
That's wacker than the hundred dollars you signed me for
Eazy's dead now, yeah the label's finally
Too bad he never knew that you just a grimy whore
You can't maintain Eric built (Nah)
I know he's in his grave turnin' like a Ferris
Don't think you're cool just cause you mil
Bitch play the
I'm Hopsin, I spit shit so unfair and
I got deep dark issues within
All you lied and tried to pretend you a friend
Fuck Ruthless, bitch I never you a hand
And I'm a make sure nobody ever signs you again (You know why?)

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

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