Luyện nghe bài hát Spitting Fuego

Say hi to a boss, listen to me spit it Ima kill its a given just press pause, spit them bars,
go soft when shit gets hard.
Ima just grind till the day I die turn 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 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 blood crip Im white as shit.
Suck it up and take a hit, do it fast or Im takin it.
The think, that Im out this world, some uh dem call me an Avatar,
Spaceship as a racin whip, you dont even have a car.
Pop champagne till the uh me, throw the cork in garbage, rest in peace.
next to leave, always last, ya girl texts me when she wants some ass.
Uh huh, take ya hoe, its better if you listened to the radio, they dont me play me yo, Im waitin fo, a dotted line for my name to go and get,
Signed, got me Im gon be next in line, like L O L JK smiley Im lyin but Im tryin too.
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Word from my lady she dont like it on top, so I roll down the roof uh the coup its hot.
I that shit, take a rasta rip, getta cloud around the whip like a martian bitch.
Take off from the like a coke head, pull my hat down low on the forhead,
You get no head, decapitated , when girls brains, they feel famous.
I get faded, you just a loser, baller, Carlos Boozer.
Facebook users like my page, this beats sick, have AIDS.
I get paid, for on the stage, all my friends gettin minimum wage.
I write and rhymes and blaze, blunts overs jays, rooms with haze, got weed for days.
Son, Gs always tryna take me one on one, cuz I bang their like they bang their guns.
Just for fun, startin beef, put it on a bun sit to eat.
No parakeet, is flyer than me, Im who my peers to be.
Ill give you props if youre higher than me, cuz anyone who that is a liar to me.
Turnin heads, earnin bread, suck at so I rhyme instead.
Everybody tell me that Im 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 cans, and uh couple thousand FB fans.