Luyện nghe bài hát P

Broke D*ck I'm Looking For A Drug
Okay, to my twelve bar, one um,
The beat it like a Kevlar,
As I my tree medlar south african,
Coughing till theres pains in my abdomen,
I spit negative and just a halogen,
my more of a fucking masculine,
the went,
killing all with a javelin,
snakes i'm raddling,
suit never taddling,
you n*ggers a 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,
me treacherous treasure chest,
better yet i'll onto the beat like Tetris,
me, forgetfulness,
i am correctioness,
i'll stitch Odd and Future like a leather vest,
you sweater 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 gets up at security,
the TSA don't me,
tea are the sh*t,
40 by the stones,
I'm fighting for gun to shoot a n*gga in his dome,
your fucking heels,
there's no like home,
cock 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 with me might be my f*cking tourettes see,
I need a vacation all this sh*t got me stressing,
two after the showers Sandeski,
me and Sean went and rented a couple jet skis,
rolling blunts up,
meanwhile me and getting f*cked up,
you can smell us coming a f*ggot when the hics up,
listening to Commons last and get pumped up,
to ask him,
when i can get sucked,
You Casey 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,
spit retardedly,
as retarded of the sound of deaf arguing,
you hold the of the kid your daughter's gargling,
me i have the Odd Future mother sergeanting,
no im the f*ck now my didn't give one,
that's why i'm this now,
i'm down to cut throat,
and if another fan asks for a 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,
don't me,
okay be back i'm heading to the gun store,
M16 and 16s,
out of nowhere 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 fucking 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,
gay step moms,
none' you f*ckers can f*ck with me.
(Spanish Dialogue)