Luyện nghe bài hát SLR 2

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

1]
Dear Lord, mercy on my banana clips
Give 'em half, it that banana splits
But my halves is really like a 6
Do these bananas any idea who they on the planet with?
Apes, yeah you bananas to the
That mean your bitch got a in her face
And wine on her chin, get these off of my trunk
And all of these up off my rims
Tryin' to take the up off of my Benz
SLR, please
Niggas 'bout to go to work so bitches gon' have to leave
Gon' around with that B-Y, nigga just roll up my sleeve
Got body plans, so I karate so I could open up my chi
Lu the boy, too Bruce Lee boy to
Doo doo like two T-boys with one freak one me
But I can DP like three more
rewards for me or me or me or me or me or me
Team me is like meat eating meeting a meteor
Dinosaurs, I'm fine all kinds of wars
and swords, lions, tigers bitin' boars
Lightening striking hordes
heightened, violence soars
[German-sounding
That was Adolf, to my new shit
Translation: how he can't be as evil as Lu get?
Well cause you ain't Lu, bitch
Took two sips of the grail
Then I backed up and I around
And I bent over and shit
I love Jay, my nigga
I feel than a cruise ship
I ain't competition, I don't shit
The only opposition is new shit
These new niggas rappin' like 2
They be actin' like they you, man that's-- wheeeeeew
What to the game?
Niggas think they cause they rappin' like they Wayne
Rappin' like Chainz
I matchin' them in platinum
But I'm like I'm flames
Like smackin' them in the back of him and my antonyms is on
And my is on metaphors and my metaphors is on brains
My foot is in LA but my right foot is in Spain
Now we all what he said, but what he said means we dead
And shit is insane
He's so crazy, at the little baby
Nigga you ain't Nas, nigga you Jay-Z
You will respect me, you will me
But I've done so much, no matter how far you go, you will me
SLR, please
These niggas 'bout to go to work so these gon' have to leave
And when the gone, knee shots disabled
Your DVD of Jones in your TV and a grenade all on your table.
And my punch like an ocean
And I lay it on by the
But it's so strong, when I pull it out, I'm only on to a handle
Satan on my ankles I'm hangin' 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 just harder when it's in Lupe's
nigga, Lupe Land, SLR
Here we go, FL
up, go back to the hard part
Would say pause, but I was 'bout my own balls