Luyện nghe bài hát Tamale

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

They say I've calmed down since the last
Well, my dick, how does that sound? (Umm)
Smell my gooch, you kiss my buns
And I don't give a shit, bend my
Somebody said bands make her
You you're getting cash, no bitch, you're dumb
The thing that you're gonna get is this dick
turn this up, bitch, this my jam, (Where the drums at?)
Here, take a picture
And tell Spike Lee he's a goddamn
And you're 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 Instagram and her off a building if I get banned

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

Bring back the horns was played in the beginning
And tell Tony Parker that I his vision
And if he's off my sneak dissing
Then he has to 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, he's puffin' the trees, please
Fuck I look like? Got a new tire
Never like the pussy on a bitch dyke
Think I a fuck, I do, I go balls
And I bust in her jaw (Fuck that disease!)
My urethra, hole that I pee
than an obese snack on Aretha
Now, turn that down
I'm back like I'm Rosa Parks on the same damn bus
Like "You're going to 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 could ever give a fuck?
Bitch Dick, motherfuck you and your opinions, (can you kick it?)
Yes I can sir,
the lump is sicker than the last bar bold-er
Im a CO Michael bitch Im badder than my BO
Find me and lance tryna dance chemo
Before repossess our strong 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,
Your boy is bad to the

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 hair with a
How ladies in the house?
How many ladies in the house without a rich nigga,
A little in my palm for the jerkin'
Hope my Mom don't me, tryna set mood
Little Redtube, fuck lotion, I don't need lube, dryfit me
Up and down, friction the sound, shit's kind of disgusting
Fap time and before I flatline, Clancy chimes in my and catch me
shit's so damn embarrassing like

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