Luyện nghe bài hát SLR 2

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

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Dear Lord, mercy on my banana clips
Give 'em half, it that banana splits
But my halves is like a banana 6
Do these have any idea who they on the planet with?
Apes, yeah you bananas to the
That mean your got a banana in her face
And wine on her chin, get these heathens off of my
And all of these up off my rims
to take the shine up off of my Benz
SLR, please
Niggas 'bout to go to work so these gon' have to leave
Gon' roll around with that B-Y, 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 beat like two with one freak one me
But I can DP like it's three
rewards for me or me or me or me or me or me
Team me is like meat eating animals meeting a
Dinosaurs, I'm fine with all of wars
Knives and swords, lions, tigers bitin'
Lightening striking Viking
heightened, violence soars
[German-sounding
That was Adolf, reacting to my new
Translation: how come he can't be as as Lu get?
Well that's you ain't Lu, bitch
Took two sips of the grail
Then I backed up and I turned
And I over and pittoo'd shit
I love Jay, my nigga
I feel sicker than a ship
I ain't competition, I don't shit
The only opposition is this new
new niggas rappin' like they 2
They be actin' like you, man that's-- wheeeeeew shit
What happened to the
Niggas think they Jappin' cause rappin' 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 and my metaphors 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 shit is insane
He's so crazy, at the little baby
Nigga you ain't Nas, nigga you Jay-Z
You respect me, you will reject me
But I've done so much, no how far you go, you will reflect me
SLR, nigga
These niggas 'bout to go to work so these bitches have to leave
And when the bitch gone, shots disabled
Your DVD of Dick Jones in your TV and a grenade all on 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 only on to a handle
Satan on my ankles while I'm on to an angel
Ain't hatin' on that you 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 when it's in Lupe's hands
nigga, Lupe Land, SLR
Here we go, FL
Hold up, go back to the part
Would say pause, but I was 'bout my own balls