Luyện nghe bài hát SLR 2

For real though, for real though
for real
You know I'm sayin', I don't even
It's like, niggas forget who the fuck
Did what the
the fuck
When niggas was still, not the
Or
then, I say

1]
Dear Lord, have on my banana clips
Give 'em half, it that banana splits
But my halves is like a banana 6
Do these bananas have any idea who they on the with?
Apes, yeah you to the grapes
That mean your bitch got a banana in her
And wine on her chin, get heathens off of my trunk
And all of these swine up off my
Tryin' to take the up off of my Benz
SLR, nigga
Niggas 'bout to go to work so these bitches gon' have to
Gon' roll around with B-Y, nigga just roll up my sleeve
Got plans, so I karate stance so I could open up my chi
Lu the boy, too Bruce Lee boy to
Doo doo beat two T-boys with one freak one me
But I can DP like three more
Three for me or me or me or me or me or me
Team me is like meat eating animals a meteor
Dinosaurs, I'm fine with all of wars
Knives and swords, lions, tigers bitin'
Lightening Viking hordes
Fighting heightened, soars
[German-sounding
That was Adolf, to my new shit
Translation: how he can't be as evil as Lu get?
Well that's you ain't Lu, bitch
Took two sips of the grail
Then I up and I turned around
And I bent and pittoo'd shit
I Jay, that's my nigga
I feel sicker than a cruise
I ain't competition, I don't move
The only opposition is this new
These new niggas like they 2
They be actin' they you, man that's-- wheeeeeew shit
What happened to the
Niggas think they Jappin' cause they like they Wayne
like they Chainz
I matchin' them in platinum
But I'm rappin' I'm flames
Like smackin' them in the of him and my antonyms is on 'cain
And my heroin is on metaphors and my is on brains
My left foot is in LA but my right foot is in
Now we all heard he said, but what he said means we dead
And shit is insane
so crazy, look at the little baby
Nigga you ain't Nas, nigga you ain't
You will me, you will reject me
But I've done so much, no matter how far you go, you reflect me
SLR, please
These niggas 'bout to go to work so these bitches gon' have to
And when the bitch gone, shots disabled
Your DVD of Dick Jones in your TV and a all on your table.
And my punch like an ocean
And I lay it on by the
But it's so strong, I pull it out, I'm only hangin' on to a handle
Satan on my ankles while I'm on to an angel
Ain't hatin' on that you hatin' wrong, cause you hang on to my angles
It's being a Lupe fan, go to Harvard to be a Lupe stan
I ain't sayin' that I'm harder, it's harder when it's in Lupe's hands
Welcome nigga, Land, SLR
Here we go, FL
Hold up, go to the hard part
Would say pause, but I was talkin' 'bout my own