Luyện nghe bài hát The Slap

I'm scene but gossip, my weeblization be thug
My music be all in the an' my fo' 15's be sub
An' my an' my brake pads on my car be rubber
My oldest an' my youngest son always

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

Packin' Winchester an' a trey
Catch a, bitcha, out there, wet'cha
Kinda sorta liquored, kinda sore, measure, grams
Digital scale, green an' hams

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

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

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

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

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

Musty mouth bitch, get silly
Puffin' on a Phizznilly blunt, I'm really
Herbal kill deal, pill, scrill deal
Feel 'til Phil, heal

Grindin', an' grindin', lurkin', seekin'
An' searchin', skirtin', tellin' that Durban it
Candy's drinkin' an' gurpin'
E brand burpin', [Incomprehensible]

an' birdies pickin' a chef to serve it
Servin', to die for, top the block for Ravi
Milkin' the block for
Like a pregnant titties

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

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

my way out of anythin', got my hands off in everythin'
If my ever got funny
I'd pawn my Walter Potter ring
If I was to pass away
With a wound to the melon
remember, y'all, I had the mouthpiece of car salesman

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

Creepin', fly right through living room
While you're sleepin', peakin', tweakin', geekin',
Chicken is sneakin' but we was supposed to done had a
Renegin' in whom I trust
Standin' outside of the schemin', scammin'

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

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

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

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

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