Luyện nghe bài hát Sag My Pants

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

Yeah, I erupt like a
So give up the
I you after bustin' a fuckin' nut in my palm
Why you buggin' me like something was
Just take a of the bong
And let me leave your mind corrupt from song
See you stop me cause I'm a brainwash teens
And create false dreams it pays off clean
I'm just an idiotic ironic illuminatic product
That's gonna be if I talk about it (Shh)
This industry business is all up
I no favorite rapper because all you suck
I severe the weakest who not on my pedigree
Because on the tombstone its as hard as it will be
I'm judged by my image a lot
And seems to think I have a sinister plot, I do
Be by every sentence I jot
I got some militant and you ain't killin' 'em off, so listen

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

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

I snuck in house when he was alone inside (Uh oh)
You can say I have a bogus
I dim the and close the blinds
Around his neck is my rope was tied
I on it till I broke his spine (Yeah)
Lately I've been pissed off (Why?)
'Cause everybody's Lil Wayne spits raw
I a big brawl
And slam his ass into a wall
And a fat nigga sit on him
Ross (Gross)
I don't play with rap shit
I got no life, I in the attic
a rap career, I'm waiting to smash it
Soulja Boy you got a corny (True)
So you can suck my fuckin' dick through a glory
I'm just being me, what you to hate for
All you niggas is faker than Fiasco claimin' he skateboards
Yeah right, that nigga can't even
him away on the dolly
Not even Satan stop me (What)

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

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

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

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

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