Luyện nghe bài hát Gees

Ignorant-ass kid
But I'm bicycling and recycling
And I'm still eating Gummy vitamins
All my bitches taking Vicodin, nitrogen
Hyper than middle son, since I was
A little one, Moms had to put me on the
a swisher run, crack the 40 then I lit a blunt
Told Chuck I had a couple raps, so we kicked the
All the best rappers are usually
But I'm the poison that left a widow
In the studio with candles lit and heads
Coming up with all the shit, take your Sudafed
Contagious, speaking sedated
God shit, make 'em want to add a couple to the Bible
I got nothing left in my will
'Cept throw it all in the casket, it's still
I some backpack cast raps
Took a break to kill the game half-ass
Set some rat traps, went to a cat nap
Woke up, the dead bodies in the trash bags
Act polite, but I'm on the mic
bitch don't want my dick, then she has to be a dyke
Slap it but she like, tell me, "Master, my pipe."
I'm the Scotch on the Rocks, you the type

Suck my dick before I slap you it

Suck my dick I slap you with it

Still fucking with hoes, though
Ozo on these doppelgänger
Take a bitch to Soho for Froyo
Tell her she blow it, Romo
And now I'm out in Cali Tone-Lōc
Young boy, but I'm chilling with grown folk
No joke, most dope, you bowl smoke
How much coke you got to sell to make a float?
Hit 'em, hit 'em they tell me "No more."
I'm a highly difficult course
Pulling up to Rome on a gold horse
Say "What's up?" to the Pope, off in a Porsche
Who you kidding? flow's warshed
I ain't from the street but I grow you the porch
I been had hoes, I sports
Her ass out the of her shorts

Suck my before I slap you with it

Suck my before I slap you with it

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

Suck my dick I slap you with it