Luyện nghe bài hát STFU

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

[Verse 1:
I been feeling like there ain't no one as ill as I
First I the music, then I made that shit an enterprise
This is dope money, you could say me 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 I'll end your career (yeah)
I put the smoke in the air tonight like I'm Collins
I got the shakes like I'm withdrawing pills often
And everywhere I go the on me like I'm Sid Crosby
I got more Heat that Miami, I'll fucking Bosh 'em
I'm psychopathic, I'm acid and driving backwards
Every track that I'm rapping on is a fire
So the matches, ignite the gasses, the final chapter
Merk, Windex and Chris Webby are some hired assassins
A kamikaze a loaded gun, wasted
Smoking dust naked in a pickup truck
go

[Chorus: Chris & Merkules]
'em all bluffing but they ain't say nothing
Cause motherfuckers not like me
Yeah they their name buzzing
Now they wanna start
That is not
We don't need no
(Motherfucker)
Better me be
Shut the fuck up you talking to me
Shut the fuck up you talking to me

[Verse 2: Webby]
I vacation (nope)
I be in a lab on a date
fingers, LSD tab and a V8
Rolling up the grass, puff pass a relay
Ever I used to say phat, with a P-H
Mario and Bowser
A cold Italian and I'm out of my mind
And listen, half of the time I'm so
believe my words actually rhyme
It's autopilot, sitting back in
When I get a Grammy I'ma only the squad
Cause we been working too hard to share the with God
Shit's a hell of a job, flows and show dominance
Pro novelist, no stopping
Drag 'em like a hippopotamus and Botswana this
Rap god is sick, Poseidon with the drip
Out the underground like I was found by
All we do is mother fucking shit

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

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