Luyện nghe bài hát ThreeSixFive

Yo, I'm to be the man of the day
Three six five a
See the bullshit you sayin', ain't tryin' to hear (Fuck that!)
Bustin' in the air
some up in the chamber

Yo Skam, what the you doin'?

Man, I'm anger!

I'm to be the illest of the day
Three six a year
See that bullshit you sayin', Shady tryin' to hear
Spittin' lyrics in ear
Keepin' up in the chamber

Aiyyo what the fuck you doin'?

I'm anger!

Man I'm tired of bein' tired, everytime I up
of these fake ducks, tired of bein' late for the bus
Tired of all be blendin', and up datin sluts
So my facial expression stay stuck up, and shut the up!
To the pity ass rappers, that ain't shit with out make-up, up
diggin' bitches, the buck stops here
The to riches is closed for repair
So if the shoe ain't fittin, leave that shit alone
You Erykah Badu, what I look like Tyrone?
I rip your out your ear
Spittin' like I don't
My hair look like I ain't it, shit a damn near year
So I burn, zig-zag, I leave the next man with his up
dead, and be reincarnated at a speed bump
When we done we stay hard, so you don't land
Suck Skam's dick, off of what a dead man
Yo that's it, I don't plan shit, you how we go down
They need to down, and take a look who the hoe now
At every industry party, gettin' so drunk
remember the lass ass you kissed, or dick you sucked
Remind me of my ex, in the street got me
Tryin' to roll up on Miami, leavin' with a neck
Oh shit, leathal lyric land mind
I be stackin' up white rappers like im throwin' gas
And I'm, buck wild exposin the plain
You mess with me, fuckin' shit up in the same room
Hey you, I don't know you but it, let me get a dollar
For this bad car, that go along the breath
Some the mad bomb, and steal the show like a theft
Cause in Miami, the baby jammin like up in the chamber
(Yo what the fuck you doin?)

Some people say I'm strange, I tell them shit change
I'm the same lame asshole with a different name
Became late to the last show a different dane
Brain ate from the last "O" that I snifed off
You know you're spaced the out like George Lucas
When your puke is turnin' to mucus
So when I grab a pencil and it between fingers
I'm not a rapper, I'm a who speaks English
Freak genius, too extreme for the and squeamish
Burn you alive till you to be extinguished
Cause when I drop the science, motherfuckers tell me to stop the
Start a fire and the hydrants
I'm just a mean person, you seen worse than
So when Slim this M-16 burstin'
You gettin' spun backwards like every of obscene cursin
On the B-side of my single with the clean version
Stoppin your short life while you're a teen virgin
you get a kidney specialist and a spleen surgeon
In the best hospital possible for surgery
To try to stop the blood your ruptured sternum iternally
I'll take it before we knew each other's name
Run in a ultrasound and you out your mothers frame
I'll it further back than that
Back to Lovers' lane, to the night you were of, and
your father's game
I'll plead the like my jaws were muzzled
So suck my while I take a shit and do this crossword puzzle
And when I'm down ten seconds left in the whole bout
I'ma throw a head-butt so hard, I'll us both out