Luyện nghe bài hát P

Broke I'm Looking For A Drug Lord
Okay, welcome to my bar, one um,
The wears it like a Kevlar,
As I smoke my tree medlar african,
Coughing till theres in my f*cking abdomen,
I spit negative and like a halogen,
my more of a fucking masculine,
the went,
killing them all a javelin,
snakes i'm raddling,
suit teller's taddling,
you a 'bunch of squares, Madison,
as far as n*ggers,
b*tch n*gger my sick,
on top of talented,
i'm f*cking passionate,
i'm a curse,
call me treacherous chest,
better yet build onto the beat like Tetris,
me, forgetfulness,
i am correctioness,
i'll stitch Odd and together like a leather vest,
you f*cking neck, feather peck, rosseta checks,
put together decks and push for be prepared for less,
I'm heading out to Sydney, Australia ted donnelly,
He caught up at security,
the TSA don't me,
tea are the sh*t,
40 by the stones,
I'm fighting for gun rights to a n*gga in his dome,
click fucking heels,
there's no like home,
back and blast off,
on a tombstone,
ain't a b*tch,
wasn't a 12 bar,
tyler what's up
I can't (wolf gang),
(what's man?)
see,
what's wrong with me be my f*cking tourettes see,
I need a 'cause all this sh*t got me stressing,
two the showers with Sandeski,
me and Kingston went and rented a couple jet skis,
rolling blunts up,
meanwhile me and Lucas f*cked up,
you can smell us coming a f*ggot when the hics up,
listening to Commons album and get pumped up,
to ask him,
when i can get sucked,
You know Anthony,
was handling,
dropping her off,
so she could come out and with me,
in the pantry,
on my trampoline,
learn new chords,
why you re-sampling,
I am I,
flow retardedly,
as retarded of the sound of people arguing,
you the future of the kid your daughter's gargling,
me i have the Odd Future mother sergeanting,
no im the f*ck now my papa didn't one,
that's why i'm this now,
i'm still to cut throat,
and if another fan asks for a photo,
while i'm on my pizza lunchable,
i'm a snap like,
Burning you ask right,
then a mental breakdown,
and proceed to use a pipe,
OF will be for,
will be dumb poor,
don't me,
okay be right i'm heading to the gun store,
M16 and 16s,
came out of like your kids wet dream,
what' you old news,
all you really need is to f*cking you,
how we are harder than finding a snicker bar in whole foods,
in a hoodie,
nose and a gold tooth,
hoping the f*cking security guard hold you in custody,
but had a couple of guns with me,
like gay moms,
you other f*ckers can f*ck with me.
(Spanish Dialogue)