Luyện nghe bài hát Sandwiches

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

1: Tyler]
Who the fuck invited Mr. I Don't a Fuck
Who cries about his daddy in a 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 blunts (Sorry)
Full of shit, I ate that John
Come on kids, fuck that class and hit bong
Let's buy and kill those kids with dads and mom
nice homes, 401k's, and nice ass lawns
Those privileged fucks gotta learn that we ain't no shit
Like Ellen Degeneres 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 Kennedy's
Not Dom, but if I was a Dahm, I be Jeffery
'Preme hat the color of a with leprosy
I'm fuckin' 'bout it, 'bout it, I'm Master P in '96
It's fuckin' immaculate, they way daughter smackin' dicks
she hasn't taked the nasty dick inside her alley you
The Golf Wang hooligans, is fuckin' up the school
And showin' you and yours breakin' rules is fuckin' cool again
I'm goin' harder a midget jumpin' over me
Chronic youth, I'm shovin' blunt wraps in ovaries
Punches to the stomach where bastard kid supposed to be
Fuck a mask, I want that ho to know me, ugh

Wolf Gang, Wolf
It's the Gang, Wolf Gang
It's the Wolf Gang, it's the Gang
It's the Wolf Gang, Wang
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 brain bitch, can you nurse this?
You told me life would never, ever, get this perfect
you smoke a J of weed, and take his kids to the churches
Uh, fuck church, they singin' and the shit ain't worth it
In the choir, whores and liars, scumbags and the dirt,
You me God was the answer
When I ask him for shit, I get no answer, so God is the
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
I'll push this fuckin' pregnant into a hydrant stuck in the ground
I through the stomach, replace the baby with some fuckin' pounds
"My daddy shoot bricks, the nigga also shoot rounds"
Cause if I shoot blanks, oops,
I'm right back in it dead and her mildew stank, uhh

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

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