Luyện nghe bài hát Sandwiches

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

[Verse 1:
Who the fuck invited Mr. I Don't a Fuck
Who cries about his daddy in a blog because his music (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, like I ate John
Come on kids, fuck that and hit that bong
Let's buy guns and kill those with dads and mom
nice homes, 401k's, and nice ass lawns
Those privileged fucks gotta learn that we takin' no shit
Like Ellen clitoris is playin' with dick
I'm jealous as shit, cause I got no home meal to come to
So, if you do I'm throwin' fingers out "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 leprosy
I'm fuckin' 'bout it, 'bout it, like I'm P in '96
It's fuckin' immaculate, they way daughter smackin' dicks
Surprised she hasn't taked the dick inside her alley you
The Golf Wang hooligans, is fuckin' up the again
And you and yours that breakin' rules is fuckin' cool again
I'm goin' than a midget jumpin' over me
Chronic youth, I'm blunt wraps in bitches ovaries
Punches to the stomach where that bastard kid to be
Fuck a mask, I that ho to know it's me, ugh

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

[Verse 2:
My is gone for you mommy, you could ride in hearses
I'm sick in the brain dumb bitch, can you nurse
You told me life never, ever, ever get this perfect
Then you smoke a J of weed, and take his to the churches
Uh, fuck church, they singin' and the shit 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 with a chainsaw, and let my balls
six is my number, you can get it off my Tumblr

[Verse 3:
It was hilarious, well it fuckin' funny now
push this fuckin' pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground
I step through the stomach, replace the baby with fuckin' pounds
"My baby daddy shoot bricks, the nigga 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 shit
And if you disagree, suck a couple dicks
Um, Wolf Gang, the fuckin' clique
Golf Wang them all nigga, triple six
Fuck 2DopeBoyz, all them niggas
We don't need y'all, The Fader's who we fuckin' with, bitch

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