Luyện nghe bài hát What?

Hey (hey), Pizzle! (pizzle), what's happenin',
Young Fire! What? (what?), What? (what?), go in together people!
1:
Welcome to the in Manilla, the Rumble in the Jungle,
Quarterback goin' hard in the tunnel,
Pass me the ball guaranteed I won't fumble
but the nine'll make you stop, drop, roll, flip,
(I ain't with these niggas!), man I thought that he heard
My flow stupid, somebody come talk to these nerds
And I ain't talkin' Chad, but I'm so Farrell [for real]
Got lined up in front of the sofa tail (?)
I get the, Beverly Center to the outlet,
the shoes I'm comin' out with ain't even out yet,
If I take her to the room, I bet she out wet,
Besides me, nothin' come outta her mouth yet! Hey!
This is not a game and I stress it enough,
Most of you mothafuckas should be and cuffed,
for testin' my nuts, man I be busier than a bitch,
I ain't got time for all questions and stuff, what!?
What!?
2:
So many people in my pocket but they scared of 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 these bitches it's showtime, aaooh!
I'm too sweet you'll get cavities in your (piece),
and Nappy Boy is the shop in the southeast,
you niggas got pull but 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,
nigga say it from ya' chest and quit sayin' it from ya' diaphragm (damn!),
I keep shades on (yeah!), and I see these invisible
man I just need a fuckin' eye exam! yeah!
Twenty niggas in the back of a Endeavor (deavor),
Keep goin' at like I did, and you'll truly be better 'cause now I can text (yeah!),
My kids' kids good (good), so I'm on my death bed I know I did good
What!?
Wh-what?! (Wh-what?!)
What! (Wh-What?!)