Luyện nghe bài hát Banger

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

Uh, uptown in it
Hollygrove black
black clothes, tennis
semi,
I've sat in hemi
that would me
try on Maybach
b-tch I got yeah
on paychecks
and I still want
and I don't play that
I on asap
and you don't do but get money all day
p-ssy shoes on my now they running your way
YM young mula young 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 with a whole bunch of comma's
wear red like an old 49ner
f-ck on ya, dump the whole toilet on ya
Weezy F baby b-tch I than Uganda
Ughhh!!!

aint make me to make homies
she me to make history
so that's my extra-curicular activity
bulldozer boy and the target is the
Two things I love in the World, head and victory
you doing it big and broke stop kidding me
your aint up to date and your hoes look like Mr T
This is Misery, no Cathy
come at me sideways my slap ya straight
yeah I'm a big so you know I slap you ace
leave the club ya girl send her home with an ashy face
love is a but its my casino
pretend that your the loser I that she (?)
I hope the game got insurance
I'm kill it
and all you wack ass rap n-ggas with it
Im so harlem 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
finger licking hot
his pitch flip the n-gga flop
my hit like the p-tch was soft
n-ggas balled
she drawers cause she poppin off
her p-ssy cross guard but I stop at all
I in the car, like f-ck the f-cking law
I bet daddy gone, who wanna it done
the rocky sh-t we up on
on em like hittin the barn
hey they say money talks
man you speak at all
you at mini malls
my style two thumbs up using analogues
I wreck sh-t for the b-tch
as my witness, say evision
I bore you n-ggas flame
I melt
tyga aint drippin'