Luyện nghe bài hát SLR 2

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

1]
Dear Lord, have on my banana clips
Give 'em half, call it banana splits
But my is really like a banana 6
Do these bananas have any who they on the planet with?
Apes, you bananas 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 swine up off my rims
Tryin' to take the up off of my Benz
SLR, please
Niggas 'bout to go to work so these gon' have to leave
Gon' around with that 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 Lee boy to destroy
Doo doo beat like two T-boys one freak one me
But I can DP like it's more
Three for me or me or me or me or me or me
me is like meat eating animals meeting a meteor
Dinosaurs, I'm with all kinds of wars
Knives and swords, lions, tigers boars
Lightening striking Viking
Fighting heightened, soars
nonsense]
That was Adolf, reacting to my new
Translation: how come he can't be as evil as Lu
Well that's cause you ain't Lu,
two sips of the holy grail
Then I backed up and I around
And I over and pittoo'd shit
I love Jay, my nigga
I sicker than a cruise ship
I ain't competition, I move shit
The only is this new shit
These new niggas rappin' they 2
be actin' like they you, man that's-- wheeeeeew shit
What happened to the
Niggas think they Jappin' they rappin' like they Wayne
Rappin' like Chainz
I ain't 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 is on metaphors and my metaphors is on brains
My foot is in LA but my right foot is in Spain
Now we all heard what he said, but what he means we dead
And that shit is
He's so crazy, at the little baby
you ain't Nas, nigga you ain't Jay-Z
You will respect me, you will me
But I've so much, no matter how far you go, you will reflect me
SLR, please
These niggas 'bout to go to work so these bitches have to leave
And when the bitch gone, knee disabled
Your DVD of Dick Jones in your TV and a grenade all on table.
And my punch bowl's like an
And I lay it on by the
But it's so strong, when I it out, I'm only hangin' on to a handle
Satan on my ankles while I'm on to an angel
hatin' on that you hatin' wrong, cause you can't hang on to my angles
It's hard a Lupe fan, go to Harvard to be a Lupe stan
I ain't sayin' that I'm harder, it's just harder when in Lupe's hands
Welcome nigga, Land, SLR
we go, FL bars
Hold up, go back to the hard
Would say pause, but I was talkin' my own balls