Luyện nghe bài hát Spitting Fuego

Say hi to a boss, listen to me it Ima kill its a given just dont press pause, spit them bars,
Dont go soft shit gets 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 show you all the beats that I rhyme on, volume up all the way on the iPod, frat star boy witta flow my god.
Im ripped, but the bong lit, dont blood dont crip Im white as shit.
Suck it up and just a hit, do it fast or Im takin it.
The Ladies think, that Im out this world, uh dem call me an Avatar,
Spaceship as a racin whip, you dont even have a car.
Pop champagne till the death uh me, throw the in garbage, rest in peace.
Neva next to leave, always last, ya texts me when she wants some ass.
Uh huh, ya hoe, its better if you listened to the radio, they dont 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 she dont like it on top, so I roll down the roof uh the coup 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 coke head, my hat down low on the forhead,
You get no head, decapitated , when girls gimmie brains, they famous.
I get faded, you a loser, drunken baller, Carlos Boozer.
Facebook users like my page, this beats sick, might AIDS.
I get paid, for jammin on the stage, all my friends gettin wage.
I write and rhymes and blaze, blunts jays, rooms filled with haze, got weed for days.
Son, Gs always tryna take me one on one, cuz I bang their bitch like they their guns.
for fun, startin beef, put it on a bun sit down to eat.
No parakeet, is flyer than me, Im who my peers to be.
Ill give you props if youre higher than me, cuz who says that is a liar to me.
Turnin heads, earnin bread, suck at so I rhyme instead.
tell me that Im iller than the rest cuz I spit shit quick no saliva left.
I needa breathe, a ball for stress, a moment from my computer desk.
My only friends are these red bull cans, and uh thousand FB fans.