Luyện nghe bài hát Slater

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

Me? I'm from the slums, niggas who pushing
Tons of drugs, Foul flow mouth 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, shit it should be fun
are like pussy with me, "Should he cum?"
I'mma wax that like the chapstick in my backpack, for my lips
Then dip to Europe and back 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
Fuck critics, (How's dick?), "Shit, How's your knees?"
on my dick more than my index when I take a pee
Came up ''Rella'', ain't touch a bag of weed
Shit was doper than, Whitney Houston's
Golf Wang, the team to be, "Aye!", getting TU, OF, indeed
We was Sweatshirt like, where's the hooded sleeve
Okay, nevermind, we him

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

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

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

Cameras with panorama's
My shoes have seen more vans than Mexicanas with crackers in
G-O-to the-L-F, this O-F, I open a store so I don't
But nigga I, (What?), mosh in gardens, jazz shit
Playing chords, making up shit, my Dolly Parton's
And I keep sharting, with rectangles and different colors
Niggers I started kindergarten

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

My is on my handle bars
(I just wanna my bike)
Slater, Slater, Slater,
My bitch is on my bars
Hair blowing in the
Her freckles look like candy
My cool never ends

Slater, Slater, Slater,

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