Luyện nghe bài hát The Contender

Well I got the sweet, sweet shit that you go crazy
Bomb-ass shit got ya feelin' kinda
I stay punk rock, miz it with the
Bounce in the low-low, better feel the drop
fifteen minutes to lay down the track
You can't to this shit cuz all your shit's whack
And if a beat is pumpin' through your stereo
Better crank shit so the whole world can hear it yo
And you can catch me sittin' in a BK
Munchin' on a cheeseburger, sippin' on a
I do it cuz I it, I love it when the beat drop
And I love the fact I never had a real job
You're shit with critical eyes
But see you in an hour for my burger and fries
the counter with your paper hat
While I get to live it up, what you think about that

I'm the contender, I rock the
Catch me with your when she's feelin' naughty
I got the power, I got the
as a motherfucker, dressed to kill
And single night we gettin' it on
the shit, let it rip and do another one
These kids hang on every single word we spoke
Man fuck that shit, I'm still just a kid and I'm fuckin'

I'm the motherfucker that's down a fat beat
Can't sit cuz I'm addicted to the caffeine
rockin' out for all the kids
Still broke as fuck but I'm lovin' shit
I don't care if you and hate
Cuz I'm gettin' while you masturbate
You trach too much, you need to shut up
Because you sound like a bitch homie, no one gives a
About your friends, your car, daddy's cash
What's it like livin' lif dick and kissin' ass
When you hang around with your friends
Pointin' fingers, talkin' shit and takin' it in the end
You think we're a joke but you seem to know
We got these bouncin' all over the motherfucking globe
Yeah we're gettin' respect, yeah for sure
But I'm still white trash and I'm fuckin' broke