Luyện nghe bài hát Little Math You

Oh they don't know nothin no hip hop
at 'em, look at 'em man
Little suburban
What the fuck you doin at shows homie?
Don't listen to 'em Math You, do your

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Little You, fifteen, suburban
And it shit if it ain't the cursin version
the sticker on the front to piss off his dad
Just tell bitch to get off the rag, huh
Little Math You from the gotta here it
It's like the only thing that the nerve in his spirit
Go ahead and some ruckus for the hell of it
And yell it on the about monotonous development
Your telling me that ain't for him right
How many y'all get an invite?
him access and let Math You here ya
Wait a half a year and be rapping in that mirror
And when he does, him on his royalty
Was peace when he played the piece of the royalties
is love if that's what you give
I couldn't give a about where you grew up or where you live
It goes...

Oh you a now huh
You large now, your too large to
Don't forget I used to you free refills motherfucker

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Forget motherfucker, stop bitchin
If you afraid of rats get the out the kitchen
They only come you cookin up a mess
And I'm supposed to be by your bulletproof vest?
come back, gun packin touch act
Thug bout entertaining as a bug zapper
Fuck that, add up all the stories in your
And each one that isn't really from your past
Take the remainder and
With how many times in your life you thought you was gonna die
Divide sum with the outcome
Of how many kids you had you dropped an album
Low ceiling for the of dope rappers
Most of dope that I know got broke ladders
Try to both factors, shit I can't imagine that math
I'm just a school brat
But I know what matters is that I gave it everything that I
I'm a son and a dad
Trynna mathematics for the growth
I'm out, I got to hit the gym so we can a video

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I was wonderin if you got the
If you can go and look up and see if you can find me a gym {Yep}
That'll let me smoke up in there {No