Luyện nghe bài hát STFU

[Intro:
Yo, stomp down killers
Webby, up?
Windex, I see you
go

[Verse 1:
Lately I been feeling like there no one as ill as I
First I make the music, then I made that shit an
This is dope money, you say me name is Escobar
Killing all these rappers became part of my repertoire
Doggy, I'm a python, you'll compare
Y'all are feminine, it's evident I'll end career (yeah)
I put the smoke in the air tonight I'm Phil Collins
I got the like I'm withdrawing from pills often
And everywhere I go the sticks on me like I'm Sid
I got more Heat that Miami, I'll Chris Bosh 'em
I'm psychopathic, I'm doing acid and backwards
track that I'm rapping on is a fire hazard
So the matches, ignite the gasses, the final chapter
Merk, Windex and Chris Webby are just some assassins
A kamikaze with a gun, wasted
dust naked in a pickup truck faded
go

[Chorus: Chris & Merkules]
Seen 'em all bluffing but they ain't say
Cause motherfuckers not like me
they seen their name buzzing
Now they start something
That is not
We need no introduction
(Motherfucker)
Better me be
Shut the fuck up you talking to me
Shut the fuck up you talking to me

[Verse 2: Webby]
I don't (nope)
I be in a lab on a free
fingers, LSD tab and a V8
Rolling up the grass, puff pass a relay
Ever I used to say phat, with a P-H
and Bowser combined
A blooded Italian and I'm out of my mind
And listen, half of the time I'm so
Can't my words actually rhyme
It's autopilot, sitting in recline
I get a Grammy I'ma only credit the squad
Cause we working too hard to share the credit with God
Shit's a hell of a job, flows and show dominance
Pro novelist, no stopping
Drag 'em under like a and Botswana this
Rap god is sick, Poseidon the water drip
Out the underground I was found by archaeologists
All we do is fucking body shit

[Chorus: Webby & Merkules]
'em all bluffing but they ain't say nothing
Cause these motherfuckers not me
Yeah seen their name buzzing
Now they wanna something
That is not
We don't no introduction
(Motherfucker)
leave me be
Shut the fuck up when you to me
Shut the fuck up when you to me

3: Lil Windex]
Every so I get carried away
Yo what's motherfuckers problem, why he staring at me?
I swear to God that I'ma drop him, there in his place
And toss his body in the coffin, he'll get buried
And Merk over, he's like,