Luyện nghe bài hát Thank You

i'm like fuckin shit up
walk with a limp like i'm tellin my dick to get up
shakin up babies and the babies spit up
you babies are maybe gonna get it shut up
as well leave myself alone
i can't fight it my in a ball like i wanna punch a microphone
did i get on
3 and i'm at it
5 pills down i'm as a motherfucker an addict
and an addict im addin habits to an tragic
situation now im pacin back and forth in a
but i see in my future as panoramic
see i gotta pen and my pen has got me at
probably land me in the hamptons up in a
lovers im 50 thousand my babies up in the
rock n roll hop in yo 85 and lock and
i am a ima pop bottles with pots of gold
i am just i am just a lion with soul
i am your highness without fine or designer
i am the on the stem i am not the rose
if pimpin was rippin i would rip the globe
i'm so pimpin im dew from a diamond bowl
9 to 5 i go
9 to 5 i go
money in money out, wiz
but i'm forever like the witty
a new applebum
you put me on bonita
a texas brains all on the cleaver
killa oh my god yea im a godzilla
odd odd future odd past too
our we me he the millimeter zing zing
see thee he the 22 crews
he's clean cleaner some new shoes
than a prude
new hair big news
yelawolf is on the CHOO CHOO
i enter the like a enema shit moves
you faggots gettin women pussy lip clues
spittin shit
im ok why cuz im
cool enough to refrigerate a ate glue
my livin groove
just by next to
an ice cube on the mic
like a nice brewed tea ice
and a hike nice shoes
damn or take a bite for a nice cruise
cuz im
wait im a great
shark ima
author
break ima take charge and play
hard to get ima
and shakes
stars to the
grow up and embrace me as a made
my got rolls with a rake and i made it hard
for fakes and charmers who waste this great harvest
i farmed it
tapes to a & r's
blazed trail then i set sail on the main target
hit the target
change the game and i
and made artists
switch and bite and and shake and rob and take like i play garden
they i see em i give em a pass and a main pardon
you rob me and get for a great bargain
the least you could do for the truth is pay
i see the the leaks its way common
im sick shit i may vomit
cuz im a great comet im pray mama
jesus christ ima this life's drama
to be the bloodline of the i see gonna
so leave me not you speak of the king son of a bitch
im rich in
color me what you
white is my tone
black is my
red is the tip of the flame, guess burning under
yela, and 333 is my number