Luyện nghe bài hát Scratch That

[Verse 1 -
Uh, I there was a funeral for Auto-Tune
I'm glad that I'm livin, some of is doomed
Talkin death, I'd be honored to
Death of DJs yellin all the tunes
Thought he was the man but boy a coon
And I'm so street they call me "Harvard Goon"
Mixtape Messiah 8 is y'all assume
But scratch that, take cover, dodge the boom! (yeah)

Gotta kill it like Michael, not but Vick (why?)
Get punished for the crime, 'em still on my dick
I'm so Pharreal with thing on my hip (yep)
and a Malice, yeah I got me two Clipse (Clipse)
Lookin for some trouble, you can have your wish
I'd take your house, have your on bricks (woo!)
No banana in the Miss (nah)
my money and it's never no splits
Whips what you mean, I could be a master
Hundred for the Benz but the 'lac is way
(College) dropout like I never heard
I don't your opinion if I ain't ask ya
'em remember they asthma
Ladies to practice, I make 'em play tackle (tackle)
Chill out, what ya from the drop for?
Lookin for ice baby, welcome to Alaska
(N Luv Wit My Money), I'm just to kiss stacks (yep)
to date mine, I'm a tell the chick tax (yep)
Million dollar mack, have your on her back
Tap Tap for Revenge like the app (ha)
King of mixtapes, let 'em know that that's
I'm fittin to run rap, mess around and get (lapped)
Round of applause for ya if I get
I bet ya hear comin out the kid's strap (woo!)
they see me, they just call me "hachoo"
'Cause every verse enough to give ya that flu (flu)
Every stack I'm up thick as Ragu
I'm pullin up in my dropper, they "Koopa, that's you?"
True, I just want my to last
And they say money talks, so I'm talkin fast (fast)
Promise my is like Alcatraz
Ya break in, you're never make it out with cash
Could get out of Pamela Anderson (what?)
And her son, I'm the man funds (funds)
Give me your account, let me one
I'm a gon' clean it out the damage done
Let me be (yeah), no antenna
thou' stacks, that's a big man dinner
Pull up on some big chrome spinners
Hop out to show you how quick I can get scrilla