Luyện nghe bài hát What The Fuck Right Now (Freestyle 4 Remix)

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

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

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

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

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

Tell you dickheads go nuts
Niggas me to grow up
So I to a V10
I'm in a vacant lot donuts
There go my ego, my Eggo
Never sip syrup, my nigga Scoobie
Y'all don't beef, let us know he can eat that bread
'Cause he pushin' mayo, fuego
when you see him
Boy, last album was a museum
Somethin' always with you niggas like Liam
Neeson, boy, you run
Here I come, snortin' glitter, portrait
I don't run with many their walk is bitter
mad at T
Where the freckled white boys at? 'Cause I don't fuck with niggas
not my homie, that's not my woadie
That's not my team, nigga, they
I am a stormer, I am a
I am a cooper, bitter loss, as soon as I it
I run the
I do not got time for opinions
They fuckin' stupid, don't need 'em, want 'em
I drop 'em, they're dead weight, them useless
heavy like mothafuckin' bad news
Thanks to Ben Baller, with a hunchback
I got a new white one I worked hard for
So the doors on my car doin' jacks
My big bro got a Porsche
My little Taco got a Beemer
If you see 'em me, they eatin'
We all good, like FEMA
But of

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

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

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