Luyện nghe bài hát SLR 2

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

1]
Dear Lord, mercy on my banana clips
Give 'em half, call it banana splits
But my halves is like a banana 6
Do these bananas have any idea who they on the planet
Apes, you bananas to the grapes
That mean bitch got a banana in her face
And wine on her chin, get these off of my trunk
And all of swine up off my rims
Tryin' to the shine up off of my Benz
SLR, nigga
Niggas 'bout to go to so these bitches gon' have to leave
Gon' roll around with B-Y, nigga just roll up my sleeve
Got body plans, so I karate stance so I open up my chi
Lu the boy, too Lee boy to destroy
Doo doo beat like two T-boys one freak one me
But I can DP like it's 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
Knives and swords, lions, tigers boars
Lightening striking hordes
Fighting heightened, violence
[German-sounding
That was Adolf, to my new shit
Translation: how come he can't be as evil as Lu
that's cause you ain't Lu, bitch
Took two of the holy grail
Then I backed up and I around
And I bent over and shit
I love Jay, that's my
I feel than a cruise ship
I ain't competition, I move shit
The only is this new shit
These new niggas rappin' like 2
They be like they you, man that's-- wheeeeeew shit
What happened to the
Niggas think they Jappin' cause they rappin' they Wayne
Rappin' like Chainz
I matchin' them in platinum
But I'm like I'm flames
smackin' them in the back 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 foot is in Spain
Now we all what he said, but what he said means we dead
And that is insane
He's so crazy, look at the little
Nigga you ain't Nas, nigga you Jay-Z
You will me, you will reject me
But I've done so much, no matter how far you go, you will me
SLR, please
niggas 'bout to go to work so these bitches gon' have to leave
And when the bitch gone, shots disabled
Your DVD of Dick Jones in your TV and a all on your table.
And my bowl's like an ocean
And I lay it on by the
But it's so strong, when I pull it out, I'm hangin' on to a handle
Satan on my while I'm hangin' on to an angel
Ain't hatin' on that you hatin' wrong, cause you can't hang on to my
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 when it's in Lupe's hands
nigga, Lupe Land, SLR
Here we go, FL
Hold up, go back to the hard
say pause, but I was talkin' 'bout my own balls