Luyện nghe bài hát P

Broke D*ck I'm Looking For A Drug
Okay, to my twelve bar, one um,
The beat wears it a Kevlar,
As I smoke my medlar south african,
till theres pains in my f*cking abdomen,
I negative and just like a halogen,
my bridge more of a masculine,
the went,
killing all with a javelin,
i'm just raddling,
suit teller's taddling,
you n*ggers a of squares, Madison,
as far as n*ggers,
n*gger my fathom sick,
on top of talented,
b*tch i'm passionate,
i'm a curse,
me treacherous treasure chest,
better yet i'll build onto the like Tetris,
me, forgetfulness,
i am correctioness,
i'll stitch Odd and Future together like a vest,
you f*cking neck, feather peck, rosseta checks,
i'll put together decks and for be prepared for less,
I'm heading out to Sydney, Australia ted donnelly,
He caught up at security,
the TSA follow me,
tea are the sh*t,
40 by the stones,
I'm fighting for gun to shoot a n*gga in his dome,
click fucking heels,
there's no place home,
back and blast off,
on a tombstone,
ain't a b*tch,
wasn't a 12 bar,
tyler up n*gga?
I count (wolf gang),
(what's man?)
see,
what's wrong with me might be my tourettes see,
I need a vacation 'cause all sh*t got me stressing,
two the showers with Sandeski,
me and Sean Kingston went and a couple jet skis,
Lionel blunts up,
meanwhile me and Lucas getting up,
you can smell us coming like a f*ggot the hics up,
listening to Commons last album and get up,
to ask him,
i can get d*ck 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 of deaf people arguing,
you hold the of the kid your daughter's gargling,
me i have the Odd mother f*cking sergeanting,
no im the f*ck now my papa didn't one,
that's why i'm like now,
i'm still to cut throat,
and if fan asks for a f*cking photo,
while i'm on my pizza lunchable,
i'm a f*cking like,
when you ask right,
then have a breakdown,
and proceed to use a pipe,
OF be done for,
n*ggas will be poor,
believe me,
okay be right back i'm to the gun store,
M16 and 16s,
came out of nowhere like kids wet dream,
you mean old news,
all you really is to f*cking show you,
how we are harder than a fucking snicker bar in whole foods,
in a hoodie,
nose bruised and a tooth,
hoping the f*cking security guard doesn't you in custody,
but luckily had a couple of with me,
like gay moms,
none' you other f*ckers can f*ck me.
(Spanish Dialogue)