Luyện nghe bài hát The Slap

I'm every scene but gossip, my weeblization be
My be all in the club an' my fo' 15's be sub
An' my drums an' my brake pads on my car be
My oldest an' my youngest son nuggin'

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Creepin', fly right your living room
you're sleepin', peakin', tweakin', geekin', screamin'
Chicken is sneakin' but we was supposed to had a meetin'
fakin' 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
Take it the Water Man, straight big stick

Ay, what y'all players to?
What y'all bumpin', The slap
What they lackin' in the
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' East folks
Is fuckin' the slap

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

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