Luyện nghe bài hát Tamale

Tamale! Tamale! Tamale! Tamale! Tamale! Tamale! Tamale! Tamale!!!

They say I've calmed down the last album
Well, lick my dick, how does sound? (Umm)
my gooch, you could kiss my buns
And I give a shit, bend my rectum
said bands make her dance
You you're getting cash, no bitch, you're dumb
The only thing that gonna get is this dick
turn this up, bitch, this my jam, (Where the drums at?)
Here, a goddamn picture
And tell Spike Lee he's a goddamn
And while you're at it, pass the
And fapping and Live, that fun
Before I come, I'm your sister
When she over, I take picture
Instantly put it on Instagram and suplex her off a if I get banned

Tamale! Tamale! Tamale! Tamale!
Why y'all so salty, Hot is on
A can of bitch I'm on, your boy is bad to the bone

Bring the horns that was played in the beginning
And tell Parker that I found his vision
And if he's tripping off my sneak
Then he has to deal with me and my
get a bimmer, E46
Have you 48, motherfucka I'm great
Golf Wang always cover the sleeves
From cuts the Biebs, cause he's puffin' the trees, please
I look like? Got a new bike tire
Never popped the pussy on a bitch dyke
Think I give a fuck, I do, I go
And I bust in her jaw like (Fuck disease!)
My urethra, that I pee from
than an obese snack on Aretha
Now, turn snare down
I'm back like I'm Rosa fare on the same damn bus
"You're going to jail now!"

Tamale! Tamale! Tamale! Tamale!
Why so salty, Hot Tamale is on
A can of bitch I'm on, your boy is bad to the bone

How much wood could a chuck?
If a woodchuck could give a fuck?
Suck Dick, motherfuck you and your opinions, (can you kick it?)
Yes I can sir,
Where the lump is sicker than the bar bold-er
Im a CO fuck Michael bitch Im than my BO
me and lance tryna dance during chemo
Before they repossess our arm bands and tuxedos

Buddy, (?), Na Na Na Na Na Na Na!
Golf Wang, Golf Wang, Go You, Na Na Na Na Na Na!
Why y'all so salty, Hot is on
agree? bitch im on,
Your boy is bad to the

How many fags can a lightbulb
Well if I has a dick, they be and sixes
And tell the NRA I'm about to my shit
Shoot through Wayne hair with a crucifix
How many ladies in the
How many ladies in the house a rich nigga, huh?
A little Jergens in my for the jerkin'
Hope my Mom catch me, tryna set mood
Little Redtube, fuck lotion, I don't need lube, dryfit me
Up and down, friction with the sound, shit's kind of
Fap time and I flatline, Clancy chimes in my room and catch me
This shit's so damn like

Oh shit, aw fuck.
Clancy: the fuck!
Aw, I'm sorry.
Clancy: Is my shirt?
Wolf: Yeah sorry I something
Clancy: Clean that shit up, going to the office!