Luyện nghe bài hát What?

Hey (hey), Pizzle! (pizzle), happenin', baby?
Young Fire! What? (what?), What? (what?), go in together people!
1:
Welcome to the Thriller in Manilla, the in the Jungle,
Quarterback Pain goin' in the tunnel,
Pass me the ball it's guaranteed I fumble
but the nine'll make you stop, drop, roll, flip,
(I ain't playin' with niggas!), man I thought that he heard
My flow game stupid, come talk to these nerds
And I ain't talkin' 'bout Chad, but I'm so Farrell [for
Got bitches lined up in front of the tail (?)
I get the, Beverly to the Louis outlet,
the shoes I'm comin' out with even comin' out yet,
If I take her to the room, I bet she out wet,
Besides me, nothin' come outta her mouth yet! Hey!
is not a game and I can't stress it enough,
Most of you mothafuckas be arrested and cuffed,
just for testin' my nuts, man I be than a bitch,
I ain't got time for all these and stuff, what!?
What!?
2:
So many people in my pocket but scared of what they gon' find (find),
One hook I have a Bugatti in no time (time),
Big ass chain'll make lame niggas go blind,
somebody get swizzled (?) and tell these bitches showtime, aaooh!
I'm too sweet you'll get in your mouthpiece (piece),
and Nappy Boy is the candy in the southeast,
you got pull but none of y'all can out-clout me,
I tell the truth so you ain't make up shit about me! Aah!
I pull more hoes [hose] a fireman,
Pussy nigga say it from ya' and quit sayin' it from ya' diaphragm (damn!),
I keep shades on (yeah!), and I see these niggas
man I might just a fuckin' eye exam! yeah!
Twenty in the back of a Buick Endeavor (deavor),
Keep goin' at I did, and you'll truly be better 'cause now I can text forever (yeah!),
My kids' good (good), so when I'm on my death bed I know I did good
What!?
Wh-what?! (Wh-what?!)
What! (Wh-What?!)