Luyện nghe bài hát Sag My Pants

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

Yeah, I like a bomb
So give up the
I slap you after a fuckin' nut in my palm
Why you buggin' me something was wrong
take a puff of the bong
And let me leave your mind corrupt from this
See you can't stop me cause I'm a brainwash
And create false dreams cause it off clean
I'm just an idiotic symbolic illuminatic product
That's gonna be if I talk about it (Shh)
This business is all screwed up
I have no favorite rapper all you suck
I severe the weakest niggas who not on my
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 offended by sentence I jot
I got some militant thoughts and you ain't killin' 'em off, so

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

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

I in Drake's house when he was alone inside (Uh oh)
You can say I a bogus mind
I dim the lights and the blinds
Around his neck is my rope was tied
I yanked on it till I broke his (Yeah)
Lately I've been fuckin' off (Why?)
'Cause everybody's sayin' Lil Wayne raw
I start a big
And his ass into a brick wall
And have a fat sit on him
Ross (Gross)
I don't play this rap shit
I got no life, I in the attic
Fuck a rap career, I'm waiting to it
Soulja Boy you got a corny (True)
So you can my fuckin' dick through a glory hole
I'm just me, what you trying to hate for
All you niggas is faker Lupe Fiasco claimin' he skateboards
Yeah right, that can't even ollie
Push him away on the
Not even Satan can't me (What)

I sag my pants my ass shows
I even slap (Witch)
Yeah I'm an (Yeah yeah)

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

I'm the sickest muthafucka who don't get recognized
wife's life is somewhat now jeopardized
She me and I was set aside
For three and a half years
I think I remember why
I'm fuckin' dope and is my reward
That's wacker than the five hundred you signed me for
Eazy's dead now, yeah the finally yours
Too bad he never knew that you were just a grimy
You maintain what Eric built (Nah)
I know he's in his grave like a Ferris wheel
Don't think you're cool just cause you mil
Bitch play the
I'm Hopsin, I shit so unfair and real
I got some deep dark within
All because you lied and to pretend you a friend
Fuck Ruthless, I never lend you a hand
And I'm a make sure ever signs with you again (You know why?)

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

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