Luyện nghe bài hát Something Holy Like Qur'an

(Nicky)
It's the bazooka chooka just like im blowin lutha
to the future on a dime doin karmasutra
Jump out a supa' benz me and my supa'
Thinkin on some ends, Eatin soul food again
Man fully loaded and quoted, you know and wrote it
And you can never decode it, If I can sell it I it
It's kamikaze, at cha' party, at cha' party
tell the guard ta' shoot cha'
Why you gotta arody.

(Equipto)
Yea so the yak, back ta' back
Now I tilt my hat
Hit the and get the scratch
Then we that indo sack
Hey im a rapper, ghost like casper
hours crackin the partys full of my laughter
Pass the weed to me like M.D. and get to thizz
Hyena crunk, like he a and get the shit crackin
Ya need ta' know this weed ta' blow ya maybe that we can
But see at shows i up the stakes if you want Queez to
Follow the guest im so low in the
I keep do'do' in my chest 'cause i dont know next
But now im livin fo' it, get in goin, everyone who spit it it
Im but could be gone and any given moment

(Nicky)
And im the numba 7, 11,
revin, keep it steppin,
Weapon keptin, on the in, man
my confession, my souls controlled man
all through the penile, I wonder up in heaven if Ray can see now
You see smiles all on the boulevard
gotta shake the in jars