Luyện nghe bài hát Banger

Ok I'm leaning to the
in my right pockets
star track fly, unidentified flying
extraterrestrial Im all my decimels
retarded in the booth they say I got a special
sicker your average you rappers is ass backwards
Gudda speak crack and you n-ggas is crack
the mathematics.
you cut the check and I rake in the like I'm raking the grass in
pretty b-tches damn near feint they passing
call my Martin but the first name Aston
tata head get mashed when I'm spazzin'
think you f-cking with me put your in, nah I doubt
I was young and when Pete say he was about it
you is ducks howards, cowards
kill the and hsower n-ggas with flowers
rap sh-t is ours
pop

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

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

put the in the pot
up the ntoch
burn the song a stove top
it's licking hot
his flip cause the n-gga flop
my sh-t hit the p-tch was soft
n-ggas cotton
she dropped drawers she poppin off
her p-ssy cross but I don't stop at all
I smash in the car, like f-ck the law
I bet daddy gone, who make it done
the sh-t that we up on
shttin on em like the barn
hey they say money talks
man you speak at all
you shop at mini
my style two thumbs up like using
I wreck sh-t for the b-tch
as my witness, say evision
I bore you n-ggas flame
I melt
skin aint drippin'