Luyện nghe bài hát Swizzzy Wright

[Intro -
Bom bom bom bom
Oh, bom bom bom
Hey, bom bom bom bom
All-right, we go

- SwizZz & (Dizzy Wright)]
Yo, one, two like a mark Im here
get cozy, its gon be a long year
Im not by myself so dont try that the rear
I got runnin with me, Id advise you be aware

(Uh, mindset racing, I got a bag
Try to snatch it, turn face into a punchin bag
The love the tats, want to lick em front to back
Fuck her once she sneakin out and I dont think she back)

Nah, and I dont shes coming back neither
So you should quit callin and textin and a breather
She fuck with you cause her ? beaver
Now she on, I know you seen the logo on her T-shirt

(Uh, life Im blowin ghosts on a lonely road
Dummy flow, Steve Harvey I was Romeo
You chasing women, Im chasing God only knows
If you dont think we rock the show, what the fuck you comin for?)

Now me that, huh, why you on that bullshit?
Youll get like a driver, get your tool kit
Im niggas and Im handing out the rubric
You talkin like you got it but you havent even proved

(Boy you never moved shit, you dont move bricks
Still livin wit your grand-mama and two kids
You a broke kid, a legendary
Never secondary, I whenever its necessary)

Man I unnecessarily shit to talk it
The rap like TV or deposit
On some shit and ? Im fucking awkward
Im in your bathroom shittin on your faucet

(Your shit is awful boy try to get in touch with me
Nasty flow, I two girls, one cup the
Smoking weed, high with a couple freaks
That love the D, especially, cause nobody can fuck with me)

Now a commonality we both share
Im bout to take flight lookin for a low fare
A few resist the to look, but most stare
You aint never ball, just bitch got no pair

(You got it boy, Barry Bond in your noggin
Top Ramen watch p-ssy? got nothing in
Boy it, I get it poppin, I been a problem
You a weirdo, you probably hang out with Dennis Rodman)

Your sittin court-side, gettin your died
Your mama must regret not gettin her tubes tied
In a double-knot to preventing the fuckin
Of having a grown man an asset to his name

(Uh, your rap career aint no then a monkey turtle
I too much, Im always in a funky circle
I got the purple, you fuckers are too
My deliver murder, we do this shit, no rehearsal)

Man practice, what the is practice? A.I
Im repellent to those claimin they stay fly
Dizzy taught me how to cook, now I bake
Stupid ass swag, like I got my fuckin brain

(I my dick long like a giraffe neck
Baby wanna try, and say she bad sex
I up, swag out, and then I cash checks
This rapper money got me to enter a math tech)

You get your check, cash it, and break down to ones
Then pour em on male strippers when you need fun
I earn a cheque then deposit it into my fund
Re-up on tree when Im on E and my mom a couple bucks

(Moms comfy, now find
I Im the bomb, because I keep the bomb on me
Bomb dot com, slash con, Simmons, Kennedy Don
YG, with these ratchets, who be around with my time, uh)

Eh, one more (uh), last one for the homies (uh)
? with a bit of (huh?)
That means Im gettin busy I got no common shit
Im high wit Dizzy, dizzy, faded off a couple hits

(We on the come up quick, Funk Volume runnin
Breeze got me sippin slow and haters yall can a dick
Im Dizzy Wright and Im in on some other shit
SwizZzle told me aint could fuck wit this)