Luyện nghe bài hát Windpipe

Yo Yo Yo Yo pssh yo
Yo the jeep on the street of the Sunset Marquis
sign and pass wit a gold tip sharpee
Permanent ink blots from velly poo scotts
All you faggots try to my shit like Ed Koch
Underground left and pair surround sound can't be scared
Plea the ams radio tapes that he
Golden chrome, desert never left at home
Flip the track of the beat Bobby flip the metronome
High voltage, keep my seat in winsbro
Kill enemies by mailin them the poison glue
I and fold ya thought he fucked a ogre
I leave the the book of food stamps ????
The box of evil a sack of that lethal
Adjust these boots and bloody cube steaks keebu

4X
What can you go to
And I ain't there you bitches actin like don't care

You bitches actin like you dont
You actin like you YO
blade toenails cut holes inside tube socks
Golden platinum unstainable
I chew
wit type digital soup deflect bullets
Black hooded surrounded by acres of wooded
Land, like my dusty dirty as dan
the daughter of the leader of the Ku Klux Klan
Tapes we dub pound you wit the ace of
Climb your tree to a
Tongue a lion and kidnap her cub
it portrait
My bitch spread wild orchid
Pussy so wet you could fuck it wit a soft dick
Tickle the tonsil you could hear her
I don't know if Dirt fucked Mariah, but I'm out to fuck
Starks might Mya

I'm the vampire

4X

Yo I'm bent out three days two nights yo I'm out
One hell of a cruise New got they hand out
Like I owe somethin, check they they frontin
I'm two seconds fromt wistin ya'll shit over
All a ice grills kid you did a baby bid
In a almost hung yourself slit ya wrists
To the maximum hand me the forty thrash and
out guests wit gash lemon goes throw his laz gone
Trama the pro bar sledge slang ho
Runnin to and sharles some rap and I might blow
World cup, some been blessed wit the
Yvonne lendl ordered racket wit the cam key
Sideline manuever, polish wax MC
wit long nails cuttin me leavin bruises
Candle tied a thousand an ya'll froze
Came home an dust that doo to play me close
We've been for years now Liz wants to choppin the kid
I might do make him disappear
Rearose that nigga Coca-Cola holder snap the granola
ginko polish
Venom from a cobra lace in the come he older
through a strainer here's a doser
The King James is paid just like Samsung
Wit that'll kill rogers double O seven
Hanna Barbera hops the opposite the deer
wit mics like Sonny and Cher
Or maybe captain entenail, connect and blow the seal
Nice like mister whittendale your Chippendale
Shallah all up in ya dog dial trench
When I snatched shit was broke shoulda sent ya ass back
And where's the key to the pop that
Get in throw a bag full of mice and then that

4X
What party can you go to, and Wu there
These niggaz like they don't care
What party can you go to, and Wu ain't
These hoes actin they don't care