Luyện nghe bài hát Who Dat Boy

[Verse 1: Tyler, The
Yo, who dat Who him is?
Him that nig-ga, I
Stand up guy, him need no chair
Well, the fuck him at?
nigga, I'm right here
I don't shop at the mall, all y'all
Dumb
I'm a goddamn
You can me some markers and I'll draw you a closet
And you that it's GOLF
Bitch gon' and the deposit
Nigga to death like he got dressed in a coffin
Cons, overalls, and a striped
The boy drip like a broken faucet
runnin', nigga, I'm runnin'
Shit, cherry be the bomb like he ran in Boston
Won't 'til the cops surround him
One jiggy and the other awesome
With his fuckin' face blown off, that's how they him
Young T

[Chorus: Tyler, The & A$AP Rocky]
Who dat Who him is?
Who dat Who him is?
Nigga, who dat Who him is?
Who dem boys? Nigga, who dem is,
Why you niggas like that?
Mad 'cause a neck chill like that
Mad 'cause a nigga push like that?
Why you puttin' bad vibes in the air that?
who dem boys?

[Verse 2: A$AP
Who dem is? Nigga, who dem is?
Who else in this bitch this jig?
Who your bitch say got a bick this big?
Who came through with a wrist this flick?
Nigga, Guess my pants, do my
around, bitch, you can kiss my ass
Never seen your nigga in much Raf
doin' math when I miss my class
Was it Summertime '06, had the 9
Nigga, never mind, wasn't nothin' but before Vince
Had the Gucci gold tips the letterman
Nigga, dollar was my favorite number at the time
Fresh freshmen 'til skipped my ass
Senior citizen, don't my pass
Been that nigga and you knew that
Make the dick disappear, how she do there?

[Chorus: Tyler, The & A$AP Rocky]
Who dat Who him is?
Who dat Who him is?
Nigga, who dat Who him is?
Who dem Nigga, who dem is, nigga?
Why you niggas feel like
Mad 'cause a nigga's neck like that
Mad 'cause a nigga push like that?
Why you puttin' bad in the air?

3: Tyler, The Creator & A$AP Rocky]
Fuck the rap, I'm tryna own a
my other fuckin' business ventures
These niggas days
Actin' like some bitches, they're fuckin' with ya (yeah)
is glistenin', Jesus, Christmas
He just shittin', she exquisite, bitches be (oh, no, nigga)
And I don't even attention
on the bumper sticker, fuck you niggas
Fuck global warming, my is so frio
I'm lookin' for '95 Leo
My mom say she worried I'm so ill
I stay in bed, but got too much bread
To make, she watch my weight
So I stayed home and start eatin' meals
Get out of my way, way
Boy that's McLaren, 0 to 60 in 2 point nueve, I'm gone

[Video Tyler, The Creator]
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Call me, how you
Call me, my is Lonely, nice to meet you
Here's my number, you can me, woo!
911, call me, call me some
911, call me, call me some
911, call me, call me time
911, me
911, me