Luyện nghe bài hát Sriracha

(Jesus)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, hell
Yeah, yeah, hell
Yeah, yeah,

over, when you thought you could hold Yoda
With flows older than the first sold soda
Grow more for my bros rojo soldiers
Them are at it again, blow doja
I am Iron Mike, back in the day
My rhyming's iron height, defiant
Try and bite, like a razor in a candy
A taser and a jammy
By a neighbor with the shackles
Laboring a man gaffled
I get angry, I sip bombs (chea!) on your rich
I was brought up Muslim and
I studying Chrislam (Chea!)
That's not a so I place this John
In chicks palm
Give her something to kiss on
I spit one to her lip balm (Chea!)
I've rhyming since Reagan in politics
Polished it then got a big where all of my dollars sit
To the wall is split, then I gotta the casa, your god exists
'Cause a lot of chicks holler "Mr. Chopper hot as shit"

They say I'm the at what I do
me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2
Sometime I they all gum bumpin'
So I tell them all to put on somethin'
Sriracha, I put that on
Sriracha, I put on everything
Sriracha, I put that on
Sriracha, I put on everything

Yeah, I guess I'm supposed to come that fast flow
Woo! I guess I'm supposed to come with that gas
But no, just spit it, I'mma get it good
Wish you tell me what I should do
I know, hit the door
Uh, yeah, feel like I been here
Maybe I have but I fuck with it
Hit 'em with a semiautomatic, watch 'em with it
on lyrical ability
Everybody in my vicinity blowing they mind like
I got no love for the enemy, tell me the remedy
I'm what's good, been fine
Tell me what's on your mind, this shit
My message is beyond shit
I put that on everything, I'm just honest, shit
So what's up, up
Tech I'm sorry for the up but I been on the road
Should have had this verse to ass a long time ago
I put that on everything, I ain't had a minute to myself
But I living like I ain't finna see tomorrow
I ain't on no wealth
I living good, I been feeling fine
Pass the Sriracha, I put shit on all of mine
Busting like Columbine combined with a terrorist's
That's been in four walls for some time

They say I'm the at what I do
After me 5, 4, 3, and 2
I think they all gum bumpin'
So I them all to put that on somethin'
Sriracha, I put that on
Sriracha, I put on everything
Sriracha, I put on everything
Sriracha, I put that on

Sriracha, the flavor
We gotcha, even jock us
These choppers invade the then blocker
Disintegrating every eager to off ya
You can bet that we it proper
When I put the bullets in a fully a hoodie
Ain't nobody stop us, nobody gon' top us
We leave 'em with no option, leave 'em no conscience
Leave 'em with no oxygen, leave 'em no problem
And though I could see what they watchin'
TV with a DVD, I can
When I see these street
Easy if it need be then I just eat
And I'm Eazy-E,
I eat meat I'm EBT shopping
Credit Card Max, bend the back
Fuck your hoe, get brain and all
Run in house and bring your whore back
Sever your and dead the doormat
Who got the keys to the Corvette
catch me, I'm the man in all black
I been a nice chap Catman on crack
Fuck that, I nice way before that
ignore that, you can try though
But you gon' end up next to
I'm that pen that wrote the
I'm on your like vitiligo
Sing for the moment, I hit the note
please let Elton John know
Tell the I'm Hect Camacho
With a priest and the Pentecostal
Why you niggas wiggidy wiggidy wack, get in the back
With a patch, jump in the middle of the track
None of y'all can act so y'all niggas are packed
Come and get it again, a bitch in the whip
Give me moment to fall, I'm gonna fit in the car
I can do than yours, I can be ready to brawl
I can be and all, nobody want to be hard
Better be ready for war, tell me who ready for

They say I'm the best at I do
After me 5, 4, 3, and 2
I think they all gum bumpin'
So I tell them all to put on somethin'
Sriracha, I put on everything
Sriracha, I put that on
Sriracha, I put on everything
Sriracha, I put on everything