Luyện nghe bài hát Samurai

Cadillac gold grills in my fuckin' mouth
Cocaine, gold chain on my vertebrae
All them niggas that be hatin' better watch they say
I heat 'em up, 'em up I'm Cassius Clay
Mountain about the rhyming, I [work](undefined) to the tippy-top
Me, my notepad, Mary Jane, pot
from the clock, so it means I don't get to stop
I be in the studio pacing, waiting for this to drop
wish whether we flop Divac
Flock to take me a boombox, fucking 2 knocks
I see you ya chops, chop it up and get chopped
Bag 'em up, he off the
I'm at the beach
Bitch I'm at the beach, (oh) I'm at the beach
With a childish flow, that means this shit is at your
I'm here to it g
, the eyes (I's) how I see
You're here to be a on my d
I need no ID for you to
I my thought,
got you petrified, bitch I'm to die
me invisible,
and one mentally fucked individual
(A bunch of coughing and blunts, passing the weed around)
Why the fuck got these gotta hate for?
I got a lot of shit can't pay for
than the beach
fuck the
You niggas six, well I'mma take more
I'm like a dick, I go hard,
and I get up in your and boguard
Niggas riding waves the chauffeur
I'mma drown your ass and take your (PUSSY!)
My stink, no cushion Whoopie
Goldberg I the track Goldberg
off my shoulders and keep it moving forward
Nigga sat and Madden on the couch, bored
Slower, you mother fuckers goin'
Except for Grandma to the store
Turn the on and check the score
And like a tail on a fucking horse