Luyện nghe bài hát Spitting Fuego

Say hi to a boss, listen to me spit it Ima kill its a given dont press pause, spit them bars,
Dont go soft when shit hard.
Ima just till the day I die turn water into wine so its free when I dine out, so new to the game but I tried out, now I hit grandslams while they fly out.
Everybody checkin for the beats that I be wreckin wait a second lemme you all the beats that I rhyme on, volume up all the way on the iPod, frat star boy witta flow like my god.
Im ripped, but the bong stay lit, dont dont crip Im white as shit.
Suck it up and just a hit, do it fast or Im takin it.
The think, that Im out this world, some uh dem call me an Avatar,
Spaceship double as a racin whip, you even have a car.
Pop champagne till the death uh me, throw the cork in garbage, in peace.
Neva next to leave, always last, ya girl texts me when she some ass.
Uh huh, take ya hoe, its better if you listened to the radio, they me play me yo, Im still waitin fo, a dotted line for my name to go and get,
Signed, got me thinkin Im gon be next in line, like L O L JK smiley Im lyin but Im too.
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Word from my lady she dont like it on top, so I roll down the roof uh the when its hot.
I drop that shit, take a rasta rip, cloud around the whip like a martian bitch.
Take off from the line like a head, pull my hat down low on the forhead,
You get no head, decapitated , when girls gimmie brains, feel famous.
I get faded, you just a loser, baller, Carlos Boozer.
Facebook users like my page, this sick, might have AIDS.
I get paid, for jammin on the stage, all my gettin minimum wage.
I write and rhymes and blaze, blunts overs jays, rooms filled haze, got weed for days.
Son, Gs always tryna take me one on one, cuz I bang bitch like they bang their guns.
Just for fun, beef, put it on a bun sit down to eat.
No parakeet, is flyer me, Im who my peers inspires to be.
Ill give you props if youre higher than me, cuz anyone who says is a liar to me.
Turnin heads, earnin bread, at school so I rhyme instead.
Everybody tell me that Im iller the rest cuz I spit shit quick no saliva left.
I needa breathe, a ball for stress, a moment away my computer desk.
My only are these red bull cans, and uh couple thousand FB fans.