Luyện nghe bài hát Gees

Ignorant-ass kid
But I'm still and recycling
And I'm eating Gummy Bear vitamins
All my taking Vicodin, huffing nitrogen
Hyper than Williams' middle son, I was
A little one, had to put me on the Ritalin
Made a swisher run, crack the 40 then I lit a
Told Chuck I had a raps, so we kicked the drums
All the rappers are usually dead
But I'm the poison left a widow Juliet
In the studio candles lit and Buddha heads
Coming up with all the coldest shit, your Sudafed
Contagious, speaking sedated
God shit, make 'em want to add a pages to the Bible
I ain't got nothing in my will
'Cept it all in the casket, it's mine still
I need some backpack raps
Took a break just to the game half-ass
Set some rat traps, to take a cat nap
Woke up, threw the bodies in the trash bags
Act polite, but I'm on the mic
Your bitch don't my dick, then she has to be a dyke
Slap it but she like, me, "Master, feed my pipe."
I'm the on the Rocks, you the Appletini type

Suck my dick I slap you with it

Suck my dick I slap you with it

Still fucking these hoes, though
Ozo on these Jojos
Take a bitch to Soho for some
her she gone blow it, Romo
And now I'm out in Cali like
Young boy, but I'm chilling some grown folk
No joke, most dope, you just smoke
How much you got to sell to make a boat float?
Hit 'em, hit 'em 'til they me "No more."
I'm a highly difficult ropes
Pulling up to Rome on a chrome gold
Say "What's up?" to the Pope, off in a Porsche
Who you kidding? Your warshed
I ain't the street but I grow you from the porch
I had hoes, I play sports
Her ass out the of her shorts

Suck my dick I slap you with it

Suck my before I slap you with it

Black Bond in a white shaft
Turned my to a queen, turned a dollar to a dream
Flashy as high beams, smoking on good
Something from kush seeds, the strand to smoke for us OGs
I'm car service, no car keys
First flight, 'bout to land on a new bitch
She fuck me and swallowed every I came with
MCM bag and nigga, bet weed in it
200 worth of Backwoods, we all living
Brought the gangsters back to hat, how real is that?
I'm getting money, rub my tummy, that's my baller
Quarter million in a safe in I get a case
Faggot-ass judge hating on me cause my straight
Dropped 10 racks in all 50
Gone name my next Million-Man March
Make a nun throw it back while I her scarf
She me head, my nuts touched her cross, boss
Figg

Suck my before I slap you with it