Luyện nghe bài hát The Slap

I'm every but gossip, my weeblization be thug
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 nuggin'

Bumpin' me an' my savage, badness
on phony ass, fake ass plastic faggots
Grindin', an' divin' on fine, pressure
Rhymin', in the 'Lab like

Packin' Winchester an' a trey
a, bitcha, out there, oughta wet'cha
Kinda liquored, liquor kinda sore, measure, grams
scale, green 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, what y'all players to?
What y'all bumpin', The slap
What they in the trackin'?
What all my black niggas listenin' to? The

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

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 chip sale

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

Musty bitch, get smacked silly
Puffin' on a blunt, I'm really real
kill deal, chill pill, scrill deal
Feel 'til Phil, skill

Grindin', an' grindin', lurkin', seekin'
An' searchin', skirtin', tellin' Durban work it
Caitlin Candy's drinkin' an'
E an'J brand burpin',

Chickens an' pickin' a chef to serve it
Servin', to die for, top bleedin' the for Ravi
the block for 'fetti
Like a pregnant bitch's

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

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

Talk my way out of anythin', got my hands off in
If my money got funny
I'd pawn my Walter Potter ring
If I was to pass tomorrow
With a self-inflicted to the melon
Just remember, y'all, I had the mouthpiece of car

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

Creepin', fly right through your living
While sleepin', peakin', tweakin', geekin', screamin'
Chicken is sneakin' but we was to done had a meetin'
Renegin' fakin' in I trust
outside of the club schemin', scammin'

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

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

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

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