Luyện nghe bài hát P

Broke I'm Looking For A Drug Lord
Okay, welcome to my bar, one um,
The beat it like a Kevlar,
As I smoke my tree south african,
Coughing theres pains in my f*cking abdomen,
I spit negative and like a halogen,
my bridge of a fucking masculine,
the went,
killing them all a javelin,
snakes i'm raddling,
teller's never taddling,
you a 'bunch 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,
call me treacherous chest,
better yet i'll onto the beat like Tetris,
me, forgetfulness,
i am correctioness,
stitch Odd and Future together like a leather vest,
you f*cking neck, feather peck, rosseta checks,
i'll put together decks and push for be for less,
I'm heading out to Sydney, with ted donnelly,
He caught up at security,
the TSA follow me,
tea are the sh*t,
40 by the stones,
I'm for gun rights to shoot a n*gga in his dome,
click your heels,
there's no like home,
cock back and off,
on a tombstone,
ain't a b*tch,
That a 12 bar,
tyler what's up
I can't (wolf gang),
(what's man?)
see,
what's wrong with me might be my tourettes see,
I need a 'cause all this sh*t got me stressing,
two the showers with Sandeski,
me and Sean went and rented a couple jet skis,
Lionel rolling up,
meanwhile me and Lucas getting up,
you can smell us coming like a f*ggot when the up,
listening to last album and get pumped up,
to ask him,
when i can get sucked,
You Casey Anthony,
was handling,
her kids off,
so she could out and dance with me,
in the pantry,
on my trampoline,
learn new chords,
why you re-sampling,
I am I,
spit retardedly,
as retarded of the of deaf people arguing,
you hold the of the kid your daughter's gargling,
me i have the Odd Future f*cking sergeanting,
no im the f*ck now my papa give one,
that's why i'm this now,
i'm still to cut throat,
and if fan asks for a f*cking photo,
while i'm snacking on my lunchable,
i'm a snap like,
Burning you ask right,
have a mental breakdown,
and to use a crack pipe,
OF will be for,
n*ggas be dumb poor,
don't me,
okay be right i'm heading to the gun store,
M16 and 16s,
came out of nowhere your kids wet dream,
you mean old news,
all you really need is to f*cking you,
how we are harder than finding a fucking snicker bar in foods,
in a hoodie,
nose bruised and a tooth,
hoping the security guard doesn't hold you in custody,
but luckily had a of guns with me,
like gay moms,
none' you other f*ckers can with me.
(Spanish Dialogue)