Luyện nghe bài hát Sag My Pants

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

Yeah, I like a bomb
So up the baton
I slap you bustin' a fuckin' nut in my palm
Why you me like something was wrong
Just take a puff of the
And let me leave your mind corrupt from this
See you can't 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 killed if I about it (Shh)
industry business is all screwed up
I have no favorite because all you suck
I severe the weakest niggas who not on my
Because on the tombstone its as hard as it will be
I'm by my wild image a lot
And everybody seems to think I have a plot, I do
Be by every sentence I jot
I got some militant thoughts and you killin' 'em off, so listen

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

And your parents hate me I love 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 rope was
I yanked on it till I broke his (Yeah)
I've been fuckin' pissed off (Why?)
'Cause sayin' Lil Wayne spits raw
I start a big
And his ass into 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
Fuck a rap career, I'm to smash it
Soulja Boy you got a flow (True)
So you can my fuckin' dick through a glory hole
I'm being me, what you trying to hate for
All you niggas is than Lupe Fiasco claimin' he skateboards
Yeah right, that nigga can't ollie
Push him away on the
Not even Satan can't me (What)

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

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

I'm probably the sickest who don't get recognized
Eazy-E's wife's is somewhat now jeopardized
She me and I was set aside
For like three and a half
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, the label's finally yours
Too bad he never knew that you just a grimy whore
You can't maintain what Eric (Nah)
I know he's in his grave turnin' like a Ferris
Don't think you're cool just you inherit mil
play the skills
I'm Hopsin, I spit shit so unfair and
I got some dark issues within
All you lied and tried to pretend you a friend
Fuck Ruthless, I never lend you a hand
And I'm a make sure nobody signs with you again (You know why?)

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

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