Luyện nghe bài hát Sasquatch

After filling my reputation of whore
Soared to Taco Bell and I ordered some (Mmm, that's good!)
four more, ordered 'em, didn't eat 'em
Then head to Thebe's for some gymnastics
Fantastic, I on this beat B
Cause we running shit like the Dingleberry's on four
Flow colder than Joe's or Domino's (Fuck it, whatever, um)
scratched inside the knucks
Got One Direction tickets, I should hit that up
by with puppy signs plastered on the truck
Then see how of they fans could fit inside the trunk
over the microwave and the cannabis
Try to take the van and the band to Canada
Fuck the block news and the venues, they handle us
They can't stand us including fruits that Frank's
The Ku Klux see me and my managers
But me when they ask where the Five Panels is (fuck)
Man, I now, I ain't still dope (nope)
But Chris and Rihanna's fuckin' so there's still hope
Oh fuck, I went there, balling bitch, I'm hair
Y'all barely like Taco's self-esteem in a thin chair
Old Navy bitches love this gap, yeah grin's rare
Watch a nigga smile like child
I'm kicking it Nak and the nigga from Green Mile, it's
Red in this cup so a nigga may seem wild but
That's just all the I was burning a little while ago
Don't let me get hold of that
Shout my nigga Sage Elsseser and Sean
by them niggas that skate with a sick style
And some freckled bitches with giant peaches vile
They never did catch rhino

Squadron full of lost souls
Sergeant of all, autumn and Nak just nollied a pothole
Non-cooperative with his momma's for college
And coppers labeled a problem since paying for
So through the swamp, nigga, follow me through the foxholes
Moral with a pretty bitch in a Bronco
Hopped right off the and stumbled into some Vatos
Threw a punch, got jumped, dusted off and walked home
Shit, it's 6 p.m. and his temple throbbing
Hand in the cabinet by seven, sniff the prescription
in the boxes, all my niggas hostile
Cautious of your crosses, at your doctrines
Bitches augmented stupid as the is
Only slightly, write precise to get a pussy two chins
Man these stitches shut the loose lips, stumbled in a Ruth's
Slid into a booth and hid the luggage from his trips
See, Lionel ball with Leonardo on the now
And Maui on a scenic route, we on the second now
Small fry got 'em seasons salty, weeded,
Ease up off me, end is breathing easy as bulimics
From a different breed of doggy, from a different and cloth
And teeing off, believe Golf Wang, nigga