Luyện nghe bài hát Tamale

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

They say I've calmed down since the last
Well, lick my dick, how that sound? (Umm)
Smell my gooch, you could kiss my
And I don't a shit, bend my rectum
said bands make her dance
You think you're cash, no bitch, you're dumb
The only thing that you're get is this dick
Wait turn this up, bitch, my jam, (Where the drums at?)
Here, a goddamn picture
And tell Spike Lee a goddamn nigger
And while you're at it, the lotion
And fapping and Live, that fun
Before I come, I'm calling your
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 so salty, Hot Tamale is on
A can of beans bitch I'm on, your boy is bad to the

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

Tamale! Tamale! Tamale! Tamale!
Why y'all so salty, Hot 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, motherfuck you and your opinions, (can you it?)
Yes I can sir,
the lump is sicker than the last bar bold-er
Im a CO fuck Michael Im badder than my BO
Find me and 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 so salty, Hot Tamale 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, be two's and sixes
And tell the NRA I'm about to lose my
Shoot Wayne LaPierre's hair with a crucifix
How ladies in the house?
How many ladies in the house without a nigga, huh?
A little Jergens in my 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 with the sound, kind of disgusting
Fap time and before I flatline, Clancy chimes in my room and me
This shit's so embarrassing like

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