Luyện nghe bài hát The Slap

I'm every scene but gossip, my weeblization be
My music be all in the club an' my fo' be sub
An' my drums an' my pads on my car be rubber
My oldest an' my youngest son always

Bumpin' me an' my Catholic savage,
Dumpin' on ass, fake ass plastic faggots
Grindin', an' divin' on fine, pressure
Rhymin', in the 'Lab Dexter'

Packin' Winchester an' a trey
Catch a, bitcha, out there, wet'cha
sorta liquored, liquor kinda sore, measure, grams
Digital scale, eggs an' hams

Yams, candy yams, spam,
Loaded my cheese, butter an' jam
Sam'mich, mannish, me an' my
Vanish, talkin' in codes like we different planets

Ay, y'all players grindin' to?
What y'all bumpin', man? The
What they lackin' in the
What all my black niggas to? The slap

What about my [Incomprehensible]players an' coast cats?
they listenin' to? The slap
An' I know my down South, Midwest an' coast folks
Is fuckin' with the

got white girl for sale
An' I don't mean Caucasian, I'm talkin' Yale
2 way goin' off, like a high babe
A hundred bucks it cost me for my faulty sale

Around the from Starbucks coffee, talkin' to my gal
My frontin' lil' broad up out of Tacoma, for some mail
Like I'm some type of trick, really musty bitch
Get silly, get smacked silly

Musty bitch, get smacked silly
on a Phizznilly blunt, I'm really real
Herbal deal, chill pill, scrill deal
Feel Phil, heal skill

Grindin', an' grindin', lurkin', seekin'
An' searchin', skirtin', that Durban work it
Caitlin Candy's an' gurpin'
E an'J burpin', [Incomprehensible]

Chickens an' birdies pickin' a to serve it
Servin', to die for, top the block for Ravi
Milkin' the for 'fetti
Like a bitch's titties

Ay, what y'all players to?
What y'all bumpin', man? The
they lackin' in the trackin'?
What all my black niggas to? The slap

What my [Incomprehensible] players an' West coast cats?
What listenin' to? The slap
An' I my down South, Midwest an' East coast folks
Is fuckin' the slap

Talk my way out of anythin', got my off in everythin'
If my money ever got
I'd pawn my Walter engagement ring
If I was to pass away
With a self-inflicted to the melon
remember, y'all, I had the mouthpiece of car salesman

Whomp, beat of a gorilla, a cap back to the tender fat
Put out a contract, bring you back hats
Hypothetically speakin', not any soon
Fly fittest, finest player
Boone, boom, boom, boom

Creepin', fly right your living room
you're sleepin', peakin', tweakin', geekin', screamin'
Chicken is but we was supposed to done had a meetin'
Renegin' in whom I trust
Standin' outside of the club schemin',

Plottin' an' yammin', Yes, Sir an', Yes, Maam'in
Double agent, playin' a '50s cannon, new shoe
You ain't even cool, fool, dude, you a
it from the Water Man, straight big stick

Ay, what y'all players to?
What bumpin', man? The slap
What they in the trackin'?
What all my black niggas to? The slap

What about my [Incomprehensible] players an' West cats?
they listenin' to? The slap
An' I know my down South, Midwest an' East folks
Is fuckin' the slap

The beat keeps down my rear view mirror
The beat keeps knockin' down my rear mirror
The keeps knockin' down my rear view mirror
The beat keeps knockin' down my rear mirror

The beat keeps knockin' down my view mirror
The beat keeps knockin' down my rear view
The beat knockin' down my rear view mirror
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