Luyện nghe bài hát Traffic Jam (Easy Bake Remix)

[Radio
We reporting live from the 9 double 0-5-9 with my nigga Jay Rock and this is Radio and I'm your host DJ Turn-Up
I turn down nuttin' but my collar
I turnin' down no money
And I ain't turnin' no mothafuckin' fade
Now bitch if you're up the freak with your orangutan-lookin' ass, take some advice and bang SZA ya flat-foot bitch

[Intro:
Itchin' for a climax lasting past
Do you got it like that, do you really got it that?
Itchin' for a purpose, I seem to scratch the surface
I ain't got it like that, do I really got it that?
You keep talkin' 'bout time, I got
You can me where
The sun don't never end and the don't part
You don't pay enough of my rent, start
I got big and you got quick scheme to get rich quickly
And I wanna waste another hour
Really need to take another
for you

[Verse 1: Lamar]
Big business, big booty
on black Benz's
Backing out the back to my engine
Backpack gats in it
my dollars and bend Impalas, my arm whistling
Palm flipping, middle
y'all, I let it linger
Plush wall and floor
Ghetto commodore
Tours for my swinging
On my swore I pour plenty more semen
Or cunnilingus
Dummy tore through that boy for pointing
Honey you're a PS4, my game seizes
And my name visas
I defame your name
We aim and squeezing
Bitch my say no treason
My chains say no cubic, all look stupid
Big dog, phone call log stupid
I'm Paul, West Coast, All-Star stupid
The mantra, the holy trinity, your sponsor
My concert and facility
Via del Compton, and Watt's

2: Jay Rock]
Now that big shell fishscale
BMX on the ramp the fishtail
on the front, we gon' get there
We 4 deep at a swapmeet, need a 5th wheel
This bitch steal whoever if situations get
This that fresh out the bounty, knuckles
Get if you ever try to knock the hustle
Show hands, watch how I shuffle (No cuts)
And show you why they hate more than Uncle Ruckus
Rollin' up that boondock, call it moon rock
keep that bass in my step, dope in a tube sock
Gotta do I do to remain on
So all a nigga need is good love I come home
Cause the baby's gotta eat, baby the rent's been due
And I caught a hot one, I ain't tryna go too crazy
Fugazi, not me, me and my niggas not
you thug passion, how you walkin' around knock-kneed
I'm the silver bullet movin' at top
you how to get it and get away with it scott free