Luyện nghe bài hát Sandwiches

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

[Verse 1:
Who the fuck Mr. I Don't Give a Fuck
Who cries about his in a blog because his music sucks? (I did!)
Well, you up, and truthfully I had enough
And fuck Rolling Papers, I'm a rebel, bitch, I'm ashin' (Sorry)
Full of shit, I ate that John
on kids, fuck that class and hit that 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 ain't takin' no
Ellen Degeneres clitoris is playin' with dick
I'm jealous as shit, cause I ain't got no meal to come to
So, if you do I'm throwin' fingers out "fuck you"
I got ten of these
Not Dom, but if I was a Dahm, I would be
'Preme hat the of a leprechaun with leprosy
I'm fuckin' it, 'bout it, like I'm Master P in '96
It's fuckin' immaculate, they way your daughter smackin'
Surprised she taked the nasty dick inside her alley you
The Golf hooligans, is fuckin' up the school again
And you and yours that breakin' rules is fuckin' cool again
I'm goin' harder than a midget over me
Chronic youth, I'm shovin' blunt wraps in bitches
Punches to the stomach that bastard kid supposed to be
a mask, I want that ho to know it's me, ugh

Wolf Gang, Wolf
It's the Wolf Gang, Gang
the Wolf Gang, it's the Wolf Gang
It's the Wolf Gang, Golf
It's the 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 sick in the dumb bitch, can you nurse this?
You me life would never, ever, 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, whores and liars, scumbags and the dirt,
You told me God was the
I ask him for shit, I get no answer, so God is the cancer
I'm in triangles, lookin' for my angel
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, well it fuckin' funny now
I'll push this fuckin' pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the
I step through the stomach, replace the baby with fuckin' pounds
"My daddy shoot bricks, the nigga also shoot rounds"
if I shoot blanks, oops, thanks
I'm right back in it dead and her mildew stank, uhh

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

Tyler]
And we don't fuckin' horrorcore, you fuckin' idiots
Listen deeper the music before you put it in a box,