Luyện nghe bài hát Sandwiches

[Intro:
Nigga had the fuckin' to call me immature
you think I made Odd Future for?
To wearin' suits and make good decisions?
Fuck that nigga, Gang

[Verse 1:
Who the invited Mr. I Don't Give a Fuck
Who about his daddy in a blog because his music sucks? (I did!)
Well, you fuckin' up, and I had enough
And fuck Papers, I'm a rebel, bitch, I'm ashin' blunts (Sorry)
Full of shit, I ate that John
Come on kids, fuck that class and hit bong
Let's buy guns and those kids with dads and mom
nice homes, 401k's, and nice ass lawns
Those privileged fucks gotta learn that we takin' no shit
Like Ellen Degeneres clitoris is playin' with
I'm jealous as shit, cause I ain't got no meal to come to
So, if you do I'm throwin' out screamin' "fuck you"
I got ten of Kennedy's
Not Dom, but if I was a Dahm, I would be
'Preme hat the color of a leprechaun with
I'm fuckin' 'bout it, it, like I'm Master P in '96
It's fuckin' immaculate, they way your smackin' dicks
Surprised she hasn't taked the nasty inside her alley you
The Golf Wang hooligans, is up the school again
And showin' you and yours that breakin' rules is cool again
I'm goin' harder than a jumpin' over me
Chronic youth, I'm shovin' wraps in bitches ovaries
Punches to the stomach where bastard kid supposed to be
Fuck a mask, I that ho to know it's me, ugh

Wolf Gang, Wolf
It's the Wolf Gang, Wolf
It's the Gang, it's the Wolf Gang
It's the Wolf Gang, Golf
It's the Wolf Gang, Gang
Wolf Gang, triple six
It's the Gang, Golf Wang
Gang kill them

[Verse 2:
My love is gone for you mommy, you could ride in
I'm sick in the brain dumb bitch, can you this?
You told me life would never, ever, get this perfect
Then you a J of weed, and take his kids to the churches
Uh, fuck church, they and the shit ain't even worth it
In the choir, and liars, scumbags and the dirt, bitch
You told me God was the
I ask him for shit, I get no answer, so God is the cancer
I'm stuck in triangles, lookin' for my
Kill me a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle
six is my number, you can get it off my Tumblr

[Verse 3:
It was hilarious, it ain't fuckin' funny now
I'll push this fuckin' pregnant clown a hydrant stuck in the ground
I through the stomach, replace the baby with some fuckin' pounds
"My baby daddy bricks, the nigga also shoot rounds"
Cause if I shoot blanks, oops,
I'm right back in it yummy and her mildew stank, uhh

Free Earl, that's the fuckin'
And if you disagree, a couple pimple-covered dicks
Um, Gang, that's the fuckin' clique
Wang kill them all nigga, triple six
Fuck 2DopeBoyz, all niggas bitches
We don't need y'all, The Fader's who we really fuckin' with,

[Outro:
And we don't make horrorcore, you fuckin' idiots
deeper than the music before you put it in a box,