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 brake pads on my car be
My an' my youngest son always nuggin'

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

Packin' Winchester an' a trey
Catch a, bitcha, out there, oughta
Kinda sorta liquored, kinda sore, measure, grams
Digital scale, green eggs an'

Yams, yams, spam, damn
Loaded my cheese, peanut an' jam
Sam'mich, mannish, me an' my
Vanish, in codes like we from different planets

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

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

got white girl for sale
An' I mean Caucasian, I'm talkin' about Yale
2 way goin' off, a high school babe
A hundred bucks it me for my faulty chip sale

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

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

Grindin', grittin' an' grindin', lurkin',
An' searchin', skirtin', tellin' that Durban it
Caitlin drinkin' an' gurpin'
E an'J burpin', [Incomprehensible]

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

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

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

my way out of anythin', got my hands off in everythin'
If my ever got funny
I'd pawn my Walter engagement ring
If I was to away tomorrow
With a wound to the melon
Just remember, y'all, I had the of car salesman

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

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

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

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

about 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

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

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