Luyện nghe bài hát P

Broke D*ck I'm Looking For A Drug
Okay, to my twelve bar, one um,
The wears it like a Kevlar,
As I smoke my medlar south african,
Coughing till pains in my f*cking abdomen,
I spit negative and just a halogen,
my bridge more of a masculine,
the went,
them all with a javelin,
snakes i'm raddling,
suit teller's taddling,
you n*ggers a of squares, Madison,
as far as n*ggers,
b*tch my fathom sick,
on top of talented,
b*tch i'm passionate,
i'm a curse,
call me treacherous chest,
better yet build onto the beat like Tetris,
me, forgetfulness,
i am correctioness,
i'll stitch Odd and Future together like a vest,
you f*cking sweater neck, peck, rosseta checks,
i'll put together decks and for be prepared for less,
I'm heading out to Sydney, with ted donnelly,
He caught up at security,
the TSA follow me,
tea are the sh*t,
40 by the stones,
I'm for gun rights to shoot a n*gga in his dome,
click fucking heels,
no place like home,
cock back and off,
on a tombstone,
ain't a b*tch,
That 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 need a vacation 'cause all this got me stressing,
two after the with Sandeski,
me and Sean Kingston went and a couple jet skis,
Lionel rolling up,
meanwhile me and Lucas getting up,
you can smell us like a f*ggot when the hics up,
listening to Commons last and get pumped up,
to ask him,
i can get d*ck sucked,
You know Anthony,
was handling,
dropping her off,
so she could out and dance 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 the future of the kid your daughter's gargling,
me i the Odd Future mother f*cking sergeanting,
no im the f*ck now my papa didn't one,
that's why i'm this now,
i'm still to cut throat,
and if another fan asks for a photo,
while i'm snacking on my lunchable,
i'm a snap like,
Burning you ask right,
then have a breakdown,
and proceed to use a pipe,
OF be done for,
n*ggas will be poor,
don't me,
okay be right i'm heading to the gun store,
M16 and 16s,
came out of nowhere like kids wet dream,
you mean old news,
all you really need is to show you,
how we are harder than a fucking snicker bar in whole foods,
in a hoodie,
bruised and a gold tooth,
hoping the f*cking security guard doesn't you in custody,
but luckily had a couple of guns me,
like gay moms,
none' you f*ckers can f*ck with me.
(Spanish Dialogue)