Luyện nghe bài hát Samurai

Cadillac gold grills in my fuckin' mouth
Cocaine, chain rests on my vertebrae
All them that be hatin' better watch what they say
I 'em up, beat 'em up I'm Cassius Clay
Mountain Climbing's about the rhyming, I [work](undefined) to the
Me, my notepad, Mary Jane, pot
Ticks from the clock, so it means I get to stop
I be in the studio pacing, waiting for this to drop
wish whether we flop Divac
Flock to me a boombox, every fucking 2 knocks
I see you running ya chops, chop it up and get
Bag 'em up, he off the
bitch I'm at the
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 to keep it g
, the eyes (I's) how I see
You're to be a b-i-t on my d
I no ID for you to recognize
I my thought,
got you petrified, bitch I'm to die
me invisible,
and also one mentally fucked
(A bunch of coughing and trading blunts, the weed around)
Why the got these niggas gotta hate for?
I got a lot of shit can't pay for
Cooler than the
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
Niggas riding without the chauffeur
I'mma drown your ass and your surfboard (PUSSY!)
My stink, no cushion Whoopie
Goldberg I beat the Goldberg
Dusting off my shoulders and keep it forward
Nigga sat and Madden on the couch, bored
Slower, you mother fuckers nowhere
for taking Grandma to the store
Turn the on and check the score
And like a tail on a fucking horse