Luyện nghe bài hát Banger

Ok I'm to the left
flag in my pockets
track fly, unidentified flying objects
extraterrestrial Im all my decimels
retarded in the booth they say I got a flow
sicker than your average you is ass backwards
Gudda speak crack and you n-ggas is addicts
the mathematics.
you cut the and I rake in the green like I'm raking the grass in
pretty damn near feint when they passing
call my whip Martin but the first name
tata head n-ggas get mashed when I'm
think you f-cking with me put your in, nah I doubt
I was young and reckless Pete say he was about it
you n-ggas is howards, cowards
kill the competition and n-ggas with flowers
rap sh-t is ours
pop

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

Mama aint make me to homies
she make me to history
so doing that's my extra-curicular
bulldozer boy and the is the industry
Two things I love in the World, good and victory
you aint doing it big and stop kidding me
your whip aint up to and your hoes look like Mr T
This is Misery, no Cathy
come at me sideways my slap ya straight
yeah I'm a big joker so you I slap you ace
leave the club with ya girl her home with an ashy face
love is a gamble but its my
pretend that your the loser I that she (?)
I hope the got life insurance
I'm kill it
and all you ass rap n-ggas dying with it
Im so harlem eating but so
pockets of fat like all I do is eat margarine

put the in the pot
up the ntoch
burn the song a stove top
finger licking hot
his pitch flip cause the n-gga
my sh-t hit like the was soft
cotton balled
she dropped drawers cause she off
her p-ssy guard but I don't stop at all
I in the car, like f-ck the f-cking law
I bet daddy gone, who wanna make it
the sh-t that we up on
shttin on em like the barn
hey wait they say money
man you dont at all
you at mini malls
my two thumbs up like using analogues
I wreck for the recognition b-tch
as my witness, say evision
I bore you flame flicker
I melt
tyga aint drippin'