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 does sound? (Umm)
Smell my gooch, you could kiss my
And I give a shit, bend my rectum
Somebody said bands make her
You think you're getting cash, no bitch, you're
The only that you're gonna get is this dick
turn this up, bitch, this my jam, (Where the drums at?)
Here, take a goddamn
And tell Lee he's a goddamn nigger
And while you're at it, the lotion
And fapping and Live, that fun
I come, I'm calling your sister
When she comes over, I picture
Instantly put it on Instagram and suplex her off a building if I get

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

Bring back the horns that was in the beginning
And tell Tony Parker I found his vision
And if he's off my sneak dissing
Then he has to deal with me and my
get a bimmer, E46
Have you heard 48, motherfucka I'm
Wang 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 bitch
I give a fuck, I do, I go balls
And I bust in her jaw like (Fuck disease!)
My urethra, that I pee from
Bigger an obese snack on Aretha
Now, that snare down
I'm back like I'm Rosa Parks 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 beans bitch I'm on, your boy is bad to the

How much wood a woodchuck chuck?
If a woodchuck ever give a fuck?
Bitch Suck Dick, motherfuck you and opinions, (can you kick it?)
Yes I can sir,
Where the lump is sicker than the last bar
Im a CO fuck bitch Im badder than my BO
Find me and lance tryna dance during
Before they repossess our strong arm bands and

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

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

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