Luyện nghe bài hát Smash

[Intro: Young
Ayy man, I went on Instagram, man, my mothafuckin' boy, man, he up in Boston, shawty. I'm talkin' 'bout man, nigga got a whole see-through elevator. You know when you wanna go down, downward or upward? You know, he get the chance to really see that. Know what I'm sayin'? Wires and everything, forreal. (Thugger, Thugger!) Glass top elevator! Woo, woo!
We got on da Track!

Young Thug]
We smash on the city, you know it (yeah, you know it)
We smash on these bitches, yeah you know it
Flex up on 'em niggas bad, boy
Crispy hunnids, take your time, count it
I'm the thang, I got it bad
I make it rain, we bad
I change the weather, forecast it
I'm to facts, no more dabbin'
No more fightin', no more
No more dabbin', no more
No more cappin', no lackin'
No more raggin', no naggin' (Thugger, Thugger)

1: Young Thug]
We goin' brazy, break the (hey)
We goin' brazy, the internet
We Rizzle, the all white, hey
We your bitch, we take a flight, wait
The Rollie red like a
your dream and your team, huh
You play with
Turn shirt to my skin
Hey, we drip on
Get it kicked off the
Yeah, we richer everybody
At least that's what it
Nigga we dippin', dabbin'
We spit off like a dragon
We it, beat it with a cannon
That poom-poom look the
My ho Dallas like a Maverick
Go to Africa to get some
Make her 'em, it's no karats
Fight 'em all, nigga
Cover your face, go to
Take your whole to an island
Shoot him in his back, Ricky
Now I know you get the
I want you to all the violence

[Chorus: Thug]
We smash on the city, yeah you know it (yeah, you it)
We gon' smash on bitches, yeah you know it
Flex up on 'em niggas bad, boy
Crispy hunnids, your time, count it slow
I'm the thang, I got it bad
I it rain, we thunder bad
I the weather, they forecast it
I'm back to facts, no dabbin'
No more fightin', no strappin'
No dabbin', no more trappin'
No more caddin', no more
No raggin', no more naggin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah)