Luyện nghe bài hát Drop

[Intro: Sweatshirt]
I know everyone has own fucking version of this
But no one did it justice, so we go, uh

1]
Tell bitch to stop complainin' 'bout her achey tits
Her body is a temple, I don't give a fuck, I'm
Make me stop, make me bitch, she mad because I the shit
And the tape to Ace and Taco, helps 'em fuckin' 'bate to it
Master, master, pretty bitch basher, black and white
like she moo and chew grass or some Concerta
Like the shit, I I kinda like my bitch
If she wasn't a dyke motorcyclist with Tyson
Wolf Gang on that drive without a license
On that take Shake and necks and fuckin' slice them shits
Oh how nice, now you wanna say you the shit
you bruised up, your neck sliced, and I ain't icin' shit
Show me a my age that say he nice as this
And I'll show you a faggot that says he hate Barbara flicks
Huh, me and Berman swervin' in the
But I'm a nice guy in person, but a pervert in the
And I'm magic with the words, Merlin over beats
Make the competition kiss the fuckin' curb and they weep

And then they drop,
Drop, bitch, drop, drop, (Drop, bitch)

2]
Yo, the lambs get and the fans get violent
Droppin' live grimey like the hands of Odd
Fuckin' arsenal of wolves in the pack I travel in
The battle ram, rammin' 'em, rats get to
Lynn axes at you antonyms of savages
And prayin' that it damages, your hobby's my passion is
Fuck that faggot shit, my niggas on that shit
the game and shovin' daggers through the ass of it
I Said..
Fuck that faggot shit, my niggas on savage shit
the game and shovin' daggers through the ass of it
Movin' on to a Jessica, plannin' to make a of her
After a couple drinks and a session of anal sex her
Like hey there intestines, my cock is erect to ya
We the shit, like what you make, them niggas still ain't as us

Eat a dick, bitch!