Luyện nghe bài hát What The Fuck Right Now

I'm not crazy, I'm a fuck, oh shit!
Floopy goober, motherfucker, fuckin' goober
They ready for what we 'bout to bring back!
They ready for Tyler with the green hat!
They ready for the Wang$ap, niggas!
is niggas talkin' 'bout, nigga?
We die legends!

I hope you
I hope you puttin' some money to the side, my nigga and payin' your
I hope you not incriminatin' you and your niggas on with you trappin'
I hope you dressin' yourself and not niggas opinions on fashion
I hope them cars that you drivin' ain't rented just to get comments on 'Gram
Oh shit, they are because not the man
Low self-esteem, it in Lean, Xan every meal
You fuckin' weak and you robbin' your
You got no plan, but I'm not here to judge
'Cause apparently you're doin' thing
(Talk your shit, Nigga!)
I they see me
pants got a flood, a little bit Katrina
Oh you wearin' Vans and this season?
Stop lyin' to yourself, nigga, me the
now
A goonie with some nice sounds
This little want the pipe now
Yeah, she eatin' coochie, kinda now
Got a new bike, wow
And it match the go-kart, go now (Talk your shit!)
I want the La Ferrari, but shit
Can't you lower the price

now, nigga!
now, nigga!
now, nigga!

I'm not one
When it come to a vision, I got one
Rolling Stone never gave me a so
Umm, so I one
I ain't do college, I said fuck lessons
I ain't join no gang, I fuck them weapons
Grabbed the keyboard, Clancy crossed my
my first check and said fuck depression, nigga
Nigga what you scared
Everybody lean, everybody gang
you a new slave, I'm an old one
Thanks to Ben Yang, still walk around with chains on,
You seen no shit like mine
You ain't no dick like mine
(Naaaah, pause)

What the right now?
the fuck right now?
What the right now?
What the fuck right
What the right now?
What the right now?
What the fuck right now? (These don't even understand! Goddamn, man!)
What the fuck right

you dickheads I'mma go nuts
Niggas me to grow up
So I to a V10
I'm in a vacant lot doin'
go my ego, leggo my Eggo
Never sip syrup, shout my nigga
Y'all don't want beef, let us he can eat that bread
'Cause he that mayo, fuego
when you see him
Boy, last album was a musical
Somethin' always lost with you like Liam
Neeson, boy, you run
Here I come, snortin' glitter, pictures
I run with many 'cause their walk is bitter
mad at T
Where the tall freckled white boys at? 'Cause I fuck with niggas
That's not my homie, that's not my
not my team, nigga, they bench-warmers
I am a stormer, I am a
I am a cooper, loss, as soon as I moved it
I run the
I do not got for niggas' opinions
They fuckin' stupid, don't 'em, don't want 'em
I drop 'em, they're weight, them niggas useless
Neck like mothafuckin' bad news
to Ben Baller, walkin' with a hunchback
I got a new one that I worked hard for
So the doors on my car doin' jump
My big bro got a Porsche
My little brother got a Beemer
If you see 'em around me, eatin'
We all good, it's like
But of

Get money, nigga! Get money!
All you lookin' niggas back the fuck up!

I to add this
I sit in with a to do list
to do and play acoustics, you
Sit and look at me feelin' foolish
up and make excuses, fuck it

Fuck niggas!
Aye man, aye man!
Aye I just got one question
Why the fuck these niggas wanna look like me
Why the fuck these hoes wanna fuck a nigga you now?
Why the fuck these niggas like niggas ain't been invented the swag they runnin' with?
Why the fuck is niggas actin' like niggas ain't the originators of this
Man I tell these they can die and suck a dick!
How was that?