Luyện nghe bài hát The Slap

I'm every scene but gossip, my weeblization be
My be all in the club an' my fo' 15's be sub
An' my drums an' my brake pads on my car be
My an' my youngest son always nuggin'

Bumpin' me an' my Catholic savage,
Dumpin' on phony ass, fake ass faggots
Grindin', dippin' an' on fine, pressure
Rhymin', in the 'Lab Dexter'

Packin' Winchester an' a trey
Catch a, bitcha, out there, oughta
Kinda sorta liquored, liquor sore, measure, grams
scale, green eggs an' hams

Yams, candy yams, spam,
Loaded my cheese, butter an' jam
Sam'mich, mannish, me an' my
Vanish, talkin' in codes like we from planets

Ay, y'all players grindin' to?
What bumpin', man? The slap
What they in the trackin'?
What all my niggas listenin' to? The slap

What about my [Incomprehensible]players an' coast cats?
What they to? The slap
An' I know my down South, Midwest an' East folks
Is fuckin' with the

I've got white girl for
An' I don't mean Caucasian, I'm about Yale
2 way goin' off, like a high babe
A hundred it cost me for my faulty chip sale

Around the corner from Starbucks coffee, to my gal
My lil' broad up out of Tacoma, askin' for some mail
Like I'm some type of trick, musty mouth bitch
Get silly, get smacked silly

mouth bitch, get smacked silly
Puffin' on a Phizznilly blunt, I'm really
Herbal deal, chill pill, scrill deal
'til Phil, heal skill

Grindin', an' grindin', lurkin', seekin'
An' searchin', skirtin', tellin' Durban work it
Caitlin drinkin' an' gurpin'
E an'J burpin', [Incomprehensible]

Chickens an' birdies a chef to serve it
Servin', to die for, top bleedin' the block for
the block for 'fetti
Like a pregnant titties

Ay, y'all players grindin' to?
What bumpin', man? The slap
they lackin' in the trackin'?
What all my niggas listenin' to? The slap

What my [Incomprehensible] players an' West coast cats?
What they listenin' to? The
An' I know my South, Midwest an' East coast folks
Is fuckin' the slap

Talk my way out of anythin', got my hands off in
If my ever got funny
I'd my Walter Potter engagement ring
If I was to pass away
a self-inflicted wound to the melon
Just remember, y'all, I had the mouthpiece of car

Whomp, beat of a gorilla, peel a cap to the tender fat
Put out a contract, bring you back hats
Hypothetically speakin', not any soon
Fly fittest, finest leakin'
Boone, boom, boom, boom

Creepin', fly through your living room
While sleepin', peakin', tweakin', geekin', screamin'
Chicken is sneakin' but we was to done had a meetin'
Renegin' in whom I trust
Standin' of the club schemin', scammin'

Plottin' an' plannin' yammin', Yes, Sir an', Yes,
Double agent, playin' a '50s loose cannon, new
You ain't even cool, fool, dude, you a
Take it from the Water Man, straight big

Ay, what y'all grindin' to?
What y'all bumpin', man? The
What lackin' in the trackin'?
What all my black niggas listenin' to? The

about my [Incomprehensible] players an' West coast cats?
What they listenin' to? The
An' I know my down South, Midwest an' East folks
Is fuckin' with the

The beat keeps knockin' down my view mirror
The beat keeps knockin' down my rear mirror
The beat keeps knockin' down my view mirror
The beat keeps knockin' my rear view mirror

The keeps knockin' down my rear view mirror
The beat keeps knockin' down my view mirror
The keeps knockin' down my rear view mirror
The