Luyện nghe bài hát SLR 2

For real though, like for real
Like for
You know what I'm sayin', I don't
It's like, niggas forget who the fuck
Did the fuck
the fuck
When was still, not the fuck
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 idea who they on the with?
Apes, you bananas to the grapes
That your 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, please
Niggas 'bout to go to work so these bitches 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 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 meat eating animals meeting a meteor
Dinosaurs, I'm fine with all of wars
Knives and swords, lions, tigers bitin'
Lightening striking hordes
Fighting heightened, soars
nonsense]
That was Adolf, reacting to my new
Translation: how he can't be as evil as Lu get?
Well that's you ain't Lu, bitch
two sips of the holy grail
Then I up and I turned around
And I over and pittoo'd shit
I Jay, that's my nigga
I feel sicker than a ship
I ain't competition, I don't move
The only opposition is new shit
These new niggas rappin' like 2
They be actin' like you, man that's-- wheeeeeew shit
What to the game?
think they Jappin' cause they rappin' like they Wayne
Rappin' like they
I ain't them in platinum
But I'm like I'm flames
Like smackin' them in the back of him and my is on 'cain
And my heroin is on and my metaphors is on brains
My left foot is in LA but my right foot is in
Now we all heard what he said, but what he said we dead
And that shit is
He's so crazy, look at the baby
Nigga you ain't Nas, you ain't Jay-Z
You will respect me, you will 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 gon' have to
And when the gone, knee shots disabled
DVD of Dick Jones in your TV and a grenade all on your table.
And my punch bowl's like an
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 ankles while I'm hangin' on to an
Ain't on that you hatin' wrong, cause you can't hang on to my angles
It's hard being a Lupe fan, go to Harvard to be a stan
I ain't sayin' that I'm harder, it's harder when it's in Lupe's hands
nigga, Lupe Land, SLR
Here we go, FL
Hold up, go to the hard part
Would say pause, but I was talkin' my own balls