Luyện nghe bài hát Something Holy Like Qur'an

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

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

(Nicky)
And im the numba 7, 11,
engine revin, it steppin,
Weapon keptin, on the in, man
my confession, my souls controlled man
all through the penile, I up in heaven if Ray Charles can see now
You never see smiles all on the
gotta the dope in jars