Luyện nghe bài hát Banger

Ok I'm to the left
flag in my right
star track fly, unidentified objects
Im all about my decimels
retarded in the booth they say I got a flow
sicker than average you rappers is ass backwards
Gudda speak and you n-ggas is crack addicts
the mathematics.
you cut the check and I in the green like I'm raking the grass in
pretty b-tches damn near feint when they
call my whip Martin but the first name
tata head n-ggas get mashed when I'm
you f-cking with me put your cash in, nah I doubt
I was young and reckless when Pete say he was it
you n-ggas is howards, cowards
kill the competition and hsower n-ggas with
this rap is ours
pop

Uh, uptown in it
Hollygrove menace
black clothes, tennis
semi,
I've never sat in
that offend me
try Maybach on
I got stacks yeah
paychecks on
and I still payback
and I still play that
I kill on
and you don't do but get money all day
p-ssy shoes on my bullets now they running way
YM young young money all day
where the drugs so sweet like on yay
one of y'all say you want drama I'm honoured
I blitz ass like a muthaf-cking lineman
stack of paychecks with a whole of comma's
still wear red an old 49ner
f-ck sh-ttin on ya, dump the toilet on ya
F baby b-tch I hotter than Uganda
Ughhh!!!

Mama make me to make homies
she make me to make
so doing that's my extra-curicular
boy and the target is the industry
Two things I love in the World, good and victory
you aint doing it big and broke stop me
your whip aint up to and your hoes look like Mr T
is Misery, no Cathy Bates
come at me sideways my money slap ya
yeah I'm a big joker so you know I you ace
leave the club with ya send her home with an ashy face
love is a but its my casino
pretend that your the loser I that she (?)
I the game got life insurance
cause I'm it
and all you wack ass rap dying with it
Im so harlem but so starving
pockets full of fat like all I do is eat

put the in the pot
up the ntoch
burn the song a stove top
it's finger hot
his flip cause the n-gga flop
my sh-t hit the p-tch was soft
n-ggas cotton
she dropped cause she poppin off
her p-ssy cross guard but I don't at all
I smash in the car, like the f-cking law
I bet daddy gone, who wanna it done
the sh-t that we up on
on em like hittin the barn
hey wait they say money
man you dont at all
you shop at mini
my style two thumbs up using analogues
I sh-t for the recognition b-tch
as my witness, say evision
I bore you flame flicker
I pictures
skin aint drippin'