Luyện nghe bài hát Samurai

Cadillac gold grills in my mother mouth
Cocaine, gold chain rests on my
All them that be hatin' better watch what they say
I heat 'em up, beat 'em up I'm Clay
Mountain Climbing's 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 to drop
wish whether we flop Divac
Flock to take me a boombox, every fucking 2
I see you running ya chops, 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 is at your 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, I'm next to die
me invisible,
and also one mentally fucked
(A bunch of and trading blunts, passing the weed around)
Why the got these niggas gotta hate for?
I got a lot of they can't pay for
than the beach
fuck the
You niggas take six, well I'mma take
I'm a virgin dick, I go hard,
and I get up in bitch and boguard
Niggas riding without the chauffeur
I'mma drown your ass and your surfboard (PUSSY!)
My shit stink, no cushion
Goldberg I beat the Goldberg
Dusting off my shoulders and keep it forward
sat and playing Madden on the couch, bored
Slower, you mother fuckers nowhere
for taking Grandma to the store
Turn the on and check the score
And trail a tail on a fucking horse