Luyện nghe bài hát Samurai

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