Luyện nghe bài hát Slater

Me and just hit a curb,
hop, zoning out, listening to N.E.R.D.
Made a thousands turds spitting written verbs
Shit, now I kick it in the

Me? I'm from the slums, niggas who tons
Tons of drugs, Foul flow dirty like kissing bums
done made her one, a witty son
With no for women so-so, show me your titties hun
"You eighteen?", Me? I'm something
Okay I'm twenty, but I'm soon to be
I wild out at shows, break it should be fun
Venues are pussy with me, "Should he cum?"
I'mma wax that like the chapstick in my backpack, for my lips
Then dip to Europe and come with a stack of cheese
A of cheese for these rats, Mac and Cheese
New Preme shit got me feeling than a bag of bees
critics, (How's your dick?), "Shit, How's your knees?"
Y'all on my dick more than my when I take a pee
Came up with ''Rella'', ain't touch a bag of
Shit was doper than, Houston's needs
Wang, that's the team to be, "Aye!", getting TU, OF, indeed
We was Sweatshirt like, where's the hooded sleeve
Okay, nevermind, we him

Me and just hit a curb,
hop, zoning out, listening to N.E.R.D.
Made a couple thousands spitting written verbs
Shit, now I kick it in the

Guess I win, started cashing in,
I stopped rapping and started "Where my fucking passion is?",
Probably where that went (Who?), Tyler talking father problems,
shit he spit to popping topics in a gossip column,
I ask for this, I did it out of boredom,
that roach was cool, he died and pushed me into stardom,
Now Ye's PJ sippin leche, Chips Ahoy! boy, to Cowboy,
Aye boy, land in and skate to Fitzroy (Aye!),
AUS was AWES, I enjoyed, boy, y'all played as a tot's toy,
a good day as I annoy, oi.

Me and just hit a curb,
Bunny hop, out, listening to N.E.R.D.
Made a couple thousands turds spitting written
Shit, now I it in the 'burbs

Cameras with views
My shoes have seen more vans than Mexicanas with in Alabama
G-O-to the-L-F, this O-F, I a store so I don't stress
But I, (What?), mosh in gardens, jazz punk shit
Playing chords, making up shit, pardon my Parton's
And I keep sharting, hoodies with rectangles and colors
Niggers think I started

[Interlude: Frank Ocean, Tyler, the
My bitch is on my bars
(I just wanna my bike)
Slater, Slater, Slater,
My is on my handle bars
blowing in the wind
Her look like candy bars
blowing in the wind

My bitch is on my handle
(I wanna ride my bike)
Slater, Slater, Slater,
My is on my handle bars
Hair in the wind
Her freckles look like bars
My cool summer never

Slater, Slater, Slater,

Oh my God, seriously? cool guy
You're to a fucking bike, loser
(Haha)
Oh...fuck.