Luyện nghe bài hát Samurai

Cadillac gold in my mother fuckin' mouth
Cocaine, chain rests on my vertebrae
All them niggas be hatin' better watch what they say
I heat 'em up, beat 'em up I'm Cassius
Climbing's about the rhyming, I [work](undefined) to the tippy-top
Me, my notepad, Jane, sticky pot
Ticks from the clock, so it I don't get to stop
I be in the pacing, waiting for this shit to drop
Niggas wish whether we flop
to take me a boombox, every fucking 2 knocks
I see you ya chops, chop it up and get chopped
Bag 'em up, he off the
bitch I'm at the
I'm at the beach, (oh) bitch I'm at the beach
With a childish flow, that means this is at your reach
I'm to keep it g
, the eyes (I's) how I see
here to be a b-i-t on my d
I no ID for you to recognize
I my thought,
got you petrified, I'm next to die
me invisible,
and also one fucked individual
(A bunch of coughing and blunts, passing the weed around)
Why the fuck got niggas gotta hate for?
I got a lot of shit can't pay for
than the beach
fuck the
You niggas take six, I'mma take more
I'm like a dick, I go hard,
and I get up in your bitch and
riding waves without the chauffeur
I'mma drown your ass and your surfboard (PUSSY!)
My shit stink, no Whoopie
Goldberg I the track Goldberg
Dusting off my shoulders and keep it moving
Nigga sat and playing on the couch, bored
Slower, you mother goin' nowhere
Except for taking to the store
Turn the television on and the score
And trail like a on a fucking horse