Luyện nghe bài hát Banger

Ok I'm to the left
in my right pockets
star track fly, unidentified objects
Im all about my decimels
retarded in the booth say I got a special flow
sicker than your average you rappers is ass
Gudda speak crack and you n-ggas is crack
the mathematics.
you cut the and I rake in the green like I'm raking the grass in
pretty b-tches damn near feint when they
call my Martin but the first name Aston
tata head n-ggas get when I'm spazzin'
think you f-cking with me put your cash in, nah I
I was and reckless when Pete say he was about it
you is ducks howards, cowards
kill the competition and hsower n-ggas flowers
this rap is ours
pop

Uh, uptown in it
black menace
black clothes, black
semi,
I've sat in hemi
that offend me
try Maybach on
b-tch I got yeah
on paychecks
and I want payback
and I still don't play
I kill on
and you don't do but get money all day
p-ssy shoes on my now they running your way
YM mula young money all day
where the drugs so sweet like on yay
which one of say you want drama I'm honoured
I blitz ass like a muthaf-cking lineman
stack of paychecks a whole bunch of comma's
still wear red like an old
sh-ttin on ya, dump the whole toilet on ya
Weezy F baby b-tch I hotter than
Ughhh!!!

Mama make me to make homies
she make me to make
so doing that's my extra-curicular
boy and the target is the industry
Two things I in the World, good head and victory
you aint doing it big and broke stop me
your whip aint up to date and your hoes look Mr T
This is Misery, no Bates
come at me sideways my money slap ya
yeah I'm a big joker so you I slap you ace
leave the club with ya send her home with an ashy face
love is a gamble but its my
pretend that your the loser I that she (?)
I hope the game got life
cause I'm it
and all you wack ass rap n-ggas dying it
Im so harlem but so starving
pockets full of fat like all I do is eat

put the in the pot
up the ntoch
burn the song a stove top
it's finger hot
his pitch flip cause the n-gga
my sh-t hit like the was soft
n-ggas cotton
she dropped cause she poppin off
her cross guard but I don't stop at all
I smash in the car, like the f-cking law
I bet daddy gone, who make it done
the rocky that we up on
shttin on em like hittin the
hey wait they say talks
man you dont at all
you at mini malls
my style two up like using analogues
I wreck sh-t for the recognition
Jesus as my witness, say
I bore you n-ggas flicker
I melt
tyga aint drippin'