Luyện nghe bài hát P

Broke D*ck I'm For A Drug Lord
Okay, to my twelve bar, one um,
The wears it like a Kevlar,
As I smoke my tree medlar african,
Coughing till theres in my f*cking abdomen,
I negative and just like a halogen,
my bridge more of a masculine,
the went,
killing all with a javelin,
snakes i'm raddling,
suit never taddling,
you n*ggers a of squares, Madison,
as far as n*ggers,
b*tch my fathom sick,
on top of talented,
i'm f*cking passionate,
i'm a curse,
call me treacherous chest,
better yet i'll build the beat like Tetris,
me, forgetfulness,
i am correctioness,
stitch Odd and Future together like a leather vest,
you f*cking neck, feather peck, rosseta checks,
i'll put together and push for be prepared for less,
I'm out to Sydney, Australia with ted donnelly,
He caught up at security,
the TSA don't me,
tea are the sh*t,
40 by the stones,
I'm fighting for gun rights to shoot a in his dome,
click your heels,
no place like home,
cock and blast off,
on a tombstone,
ain't a b*tch,
wasn't a 12 bar,
tyler up n*gga?
I can't (wolf gang),
(what's man?)
see,
what's wrong with me might be my tourettes see,
I a vacation 'cause all this sh*t got me stressing,
two after the showers Sandeski,
me and Sean went and rented a couple jet skis,
Lionel rolling up,
me and Lucas getting f*cked up,
you can smell us coming like a f*ggot the hics up,
listening to Commons last and get pumped up,
to ask him,
when i can get sucked,
You know Anthony,
was handling,
dropping her off,
so she could come out and with me,
in the pantry,
on my trampoline,
learn new chords,
why you re-sampling,
I am I,
spit retardedly,
as retarded of the sound of deaf arguing,
you hold the future of the kid your gargling,
me i have the Odd mother f*cking sergeanting,
no im the f*ck now my papa didn't one,
that's why i'm like now,
i'm down to cut throat,
and if fan asks for a f*cking photo,
while i'm snacking on my lunchable,
i'm a snap like,
Burning you ask right,
then a mental breakdown,
and proceed to use a pipe,
OF be done for,
will be dumb poor,
don't me,
okay be right back i'm to the gun store,
M16 and 16s,
came out of like your kids wet dream,
you mean old news,
all you really need is to f*cking you,
how we are harder than finding a fucking bar in whole foods,
in a hoodie,
nose and a gold tooth,
the f*cking security guard doesn't hold you in custody,
but luckily had a couple of with me,
gay step moms,
none' you f*ckers can f*ck with me.
(Spanish Dialogue)