Luyện nghe bài hát What?

Hey (hey), Pizzle! (pizzle), happenin', baby?
Young Fire! What? (what?), (what?), let's 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 you stop, drop, roll, flip, tumble
(I ain't playin' with niggas!), man I thought that he heard
My flow game stupid, somebody talk to these nerds
And I ain't talkin' Chad, but I'm so Farrell [for real]
Got bitches up in front of the sofa tail (?)
I get the, Beverly Center to the outlet,
the I'm comin' out with ain't even comin' out yet,
If I her to the room, I bet she comin' out wet,
Besides me, ain't nothin' come her mouth yet! Hey!
This is not a game and I can't it enough,
of you mothafuckas should be arrested and cuffed,
just for my nuts, man I be busier than a bitch,
I got time for all these questions and stuff, what!?
What!?
2:
So people in my pocket but they scared of what they gon' find (find),
One more I have a Bugatti in no time (time),
Big ass chain'll make these niggas go blind,
somebody get swizzled (?) and these bitches it's showtime, aaooh!
I'm too sweet you'll get in your mouthpiece (piece),
and Nappy Boy is the shop in the southeast,
you niggas got pull but none of y'all can me,
I tell the truth so you ain't gotta make up about me! Aah!
I pull more hoes than a fireman,
Pussy say it from ya' chest and quit sayin' it from ya' diaphragm (damn!),
I keep shades on (yeah!), and I see these niggas
man I might just need a eye exam! yeah!
Twenty niggas in the of a Buick Endeavor (deavor),
Keep goin' at like I did, and truly be better 'cause now I can text forever (yeah!),
My kids' kids good (good), so when I'm on my death bed I I did good
What!?
Wh-what?! (Wh-what?!)
What! (Wh-What?!)