Luyện nghe bài hát Sandwiches

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

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

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

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

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

Free Earl, the fuckin' shit
And if you disagree, a couple pimple-covered dicks
Um, Wolf Gang, that's the clique
Wang kill them all nigga, triple six
Fuck 2DopeBoyz, all niggas bitches
We need y'all, The Fader's who we really fuckin' with, bitch

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