Luyện nghe bài hát Smash

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

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

[Chorus: Young
We smash on the city, you know it (yeah, you know it)
We gon' smash on bitches, yeah you know it
up on 'em pussy niggas bad, boy
Crispy hunnids, take time, count it slow
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 fightin', no more strappin'
No more dabbin', no more
No more caddin', no more
No more raggin', no more (Yeah, yeah, yeah)