Luyện nghe bài hát The Slap

I'm scene but gossip, my weeblization be thug
My be all in the club an' my fo' 15's be sub
An' my drums an' my pads on my car be rubber
My oldest an' my youngest son nuggin'

me an' my Catholic savage, badness
Dumpin' on phony ass, fake ass faggots
Grindin', dippin' an' divin' on fine,
Rhymin', in the 'Lab Dexter'

Winchester an' a trey Sylvester
Catch a, bitcha, out there, oughta
Kinda sorta liquored, kinda sore, measure, grams
Digital scale, eggs an' hams

Yams, yams, spam, damn
my cheese, peanut butter an' jam
Sam'mich, mannish, me an' my
Vanish, talkin' in like we from different planets

Ay, what y'all grindin' to?
What y'all bumpin', The slap
What they in the trackin'?
What all my black niggas to? The slap

about my [Incomprehensible]players an' West coast cats?
What listenin' to? The slap
An' I know my down South, an' East coast folks
Is fuckin' the slap

I've got white girl for
An' I don't Caucasian, I'm talkin' about Yale
2 way goin' off, like a school babe
A hundred bucks it cost me for my faulty sale

Around the corner from Starbucks coffee, to my gal
My frontin' lil' broad up out of Tacoma, for some mail
Like I'm some type of trick, musty mouth bitch
Get smacked silly, get smacked

mouth bitch, get smacked silly
Puffin' on a Phizznilly blunt, I'm really
Herbal deal, chill pill, scrill deal
'til Phil, heal skill

Grindin', an' grindin', lurkin', seekin'
An' searchin', skirtin', tellin' that Durban it
Caitlin Candy's an' gurpin'
E brand burpin', [Incomprehensible]

an' birdies pickin' a chef to serve it
Servin', to die for, top bleedin' the for Ravi
the block for 'fetti
Like a bitch's titties

Ay, what y'all players to?
What y'all bumpin', The slap
they lackin' in the trackin'?
What all my niggas listenin' to? The slap

What about my [Incomprehensible] players an' West coast
What they to? The slap
An' I know my down South, Midwest an' coast folks
Is fuckin' the slap

my way out of anythin', got my hands off in everythin'
If my money ever got
I'd my Walter Potter engagement ring
If I was to pass away
With a wound to the melon
Just remember, y'all, I had the mouthpiece of car

Whomp, beat of a gorilla, a cap back to the tender fat
Put out a contract, bring you back hats
speakin', not any time soon
Fly fittest, player leakin'
Boone, boom, boom, boom

Creepin', fly right through living room
While sleepin', peakin', tweakin', geekin', screamin'
Chicken is sneakin' but we was supposed to done had a
Renegin' in whom I trust
Standin' outside of the club schemin',

Plottin' an' plannin' yammin', Yes, Sir an', Yes,
Double agent, playin' a '50s cannon, new shoe
You even cool, fool, dude, you a trick
Take it from the Water Man, straight big

Ay, y'all players grindin' to?
What y'all bumpin', The slap
What they lackin' in the
all my black niggas listenin' to? The slap

What my [Incomprehensible] players an' West coast cats?
What they listenin' to? The
An' I my down South, Midwest an' East coast folks
Is fuckin' with the

The beat knockin' down my rear view mirror
The beat keeps down my rear view mirror
The beat keeps knockin' down my rear mirror
The keeps knockin' down my rear view mirror

The beat keeps knockin' down my view mirror
The keeps knockin' down my rear view mirror
The beat knockin' down my rear view mirror
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