Luyện nghe bài hát Thank You

i'm kinda like shit up
still walk with a limp like i'm my dick to get up
shakin up babies and makin the babies up
you are maybe gonna get it ahhh shut up
might as well myself alone
i can't it my fist in a ball like i wanna punch a microphone
did i get on
3 and i'm at it
5 pills down i'm high as a motherfucker an
and an addict im addin habits to an tragic
situation now im back and forth in a panic
but i see in my future as panoramic
see i gotta pen and my pen has got me at
probably me in the hamptons up in a hammock
im 50 thousand my babies up in the hammock
rock n roll hop in yo 85 and lock and
i am a crock ima pop with pots of gold
i am just i am just a lion with primal
i am your without fine or designer clothes
i am the thorn on the i am not the rose
if pimpin was rippin i would rip the entire
i'm so pimpin im sippin dew from a diamond
9 to 5 i go
9 to 5 i go
money in money out, wiz
but i'm forever the witty chiefers
a new applebum
you should put me on
a chainsaw brains all on the cleaver
killa oh my god yea im a godzilla
odd thrilla odd odd past too
our tilla we me he the millimeter zing
see thee he the 22 empty
he's clean than some new shoes
meaner a prude
new hair tattoo big
yelawolf is on the CHOO CHOO
i enter the intstrumental like a shit moves
you faggots aint women pussy lip clues
spittin dudes
im ok why cuz im
cool enough to refrigerate a ate glue
with my groove
just by sittin to
an ice cube on the mic
like a nice tea ice brewed
and take a hike shoes
damn right or take a bite for a nice
cuz im
wait im a lake
shark ima
author
hearts break ima charge and play
to get ima spit
gods and
to the wait
grow up and embrace me as a made
my pants got rolls 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 this trail i set sail on the main target
hit the main
change the game and i
waves and made
switch and bite and twitch and shake and rob and take like i garden
they i see em i give em a pass and a main pardon
you rob me and get sold for a great
the least you could do for the truth is pay
i see the cracks the its way common
im shit wait i may vomit
cuz im a great comet im comin mama
christ ima leave this life's drama
to be the bloodline of the i see gonna
so leave me not when you speak of the son of a bitch
im in blues
color me what you
white is my tone
is my persona
red is the tip of the flame, guess what's under
yela, and 333 is my number