Luyện nghe bài hát Tamale

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

They say calmed down since the last album
Well, lick my dick, how does sound? (Umm)
Smell my gooch, you could my buns
And I give a shit, bend my rectum
Somebody said bands her dance
You think you're cash, no bitch, you're dumb
The only thing that you're gonna get is this
Wait turn up, bitch, this my jam, (Where the drums at?)
Here, take a goddamn
And tell Lee he's a goddamn nigger
And while at it, pass the lotion
And fapping and Xbox Live, fun
Before I come, I'm calling sister
When she comes over, I take
Instantly put it on and suplex her off a building 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 back the that was played in the beginning
And tell Tony that I found his vision
And if he's off my sneak dissing
he has to deal with me and my minions
get a bimmer, E46
Have you heard 48, motherfucka I'm
Golf prints always cover the sleeves
From cuts from the Biebs, cause he's puffin' the trees,
Fuck I look like? Got a new tire
Never popped like the pussy on a dyke
I give a fuck, I do, I go balls
And I bust in her jaw (Fuck that disease!)
My urethra, hole that I pee
Bigger than an snack on Aretha
Now, turn that snare
I'm back like I'm Rosa Parks fare on the same bus
Like "You're going to now!"

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

How much wood could a woodchuck
If a woodchuck could ever give a
Bitch Suck Dick, 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 bitch Im badder than my BO
Find me and lance dance during chemo
Before repossess our strong arm bands and tuxedos

Buddy, (?), Na Na Na Na Na Na Na!
Golf Wang, Wang, Go Fuck You, Na Na Na Na Na Na!
Why y'all so salty, Hot is on
Can't agree? im on,
boy is bad to the bone

How fags can a lightbulb screw?
Well if I has a dick, they be two's and
And the NRA I'm about to lose my shit
Shoot through Wayne LaPierre's with a crucifix
How many ladies in the
How many in the house without a rich nigga, huh?
A Jergens in my palm for the jerkin'
Hope my Mom don't catch me, tryna set
Little Redtube, fuck lotion, I need lube, dryfit suits me
Up and down, friction the sound, shit's kind of disgusting
Fap time and before I flatline, Clancy chimes in my room and me
This so damn embarrassing like

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