Luyện nghe bài hát Epar

All the bad bitches boo you rap
I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in
I got one in the and two in the back
And the keep screaming "Odd Future is back"

1:]
Wolf with a T-Rex cock, talk
While I stock in wet rock
Smoke with all the big bitches "Bedrock"
Sub in the truck, thumpin' up the dead cops
And pop it I tossed a match in the engine
And go harder than a fucking intervention
Clown of the and the last to attend it
Big Earl make you fags stand at
Odd Future, I'm your motherfucking
Catch 'em where them slap, slash, stab bitch ass go
Girl, you even gotta ask cause you finna know
Why this Playboy so sticky in this
Sticky what my niggas blow, icky Earl finish
Hit 'em low, litter them with Chronicles of bows
Chronic in the spliff to the dome, got my slow
Saw 'em walking out, ask niggas what they sprinting fo'

[Verse 2: Vince
Black Ted Bundy sick as Gacy
with a possible victim, she was 18
A hippie whore, met her at the liquor store
She freaked with dick to help support the habit up in the fourth
Grade A piece of ass, so I on screwing it
Slipped of a couple Rufilin inside the juice and gin
Next thing you know, we're on burgundy carpet
She's and screaming, begging for me to fucking stop it
Look, you it's not rape if you like it, bitch
So sit like a pretty ho and don't fight the shit
Or else I'll have to tie a pretty bow 'round your neck
Hide the slices the gashes given with a dull Gillette
Mop the blood up, put the in the apartment

Stash her where we hide the marijuana and the
"Hey, that? " Don't touch it or even fucking look
You are Fantasia and the body bag's a book

3:]
Yo Vince, let me tell you 'bout these hoes I met last
They thought I was cute 'til I asked that ass like
right, red light, ran right through it
"You don't even have your permit, what the are you doing? "
Maybe if you the fuck up, we'd be cruising
And you wouldn't be sitting, boohooing your bruises
But no, you wanna be Fuck-with-the-Music
I'm zoning on Relapse, she's on Blueprint
Three seconds it for her to turn blue
my hands around her throat, her arms stopped moving
Pulse stops too, in the back, confused
As I turn to them both not to do shit stupid
Red, white, lights in the rear-view, shit
Swerved to the shoulder, them both no moving
Sit down in the back, cause the tinted
As I rolled down to forge a new friendship
"Aren't you a little too young to be "
Look Officer, I'm just get home
"Get out the fucking car your license and registration"
I ain't getting outta shit, starting to try my patience
have backup, I could tell by the Hummingbike
Reached to the glove, grabbed the motherfucking hunting
him in his neck and hip, threw him in the trunk and dipped
Back to the fucking for some tea and crumpets, shit

All the bad bitches boo you rap
I can teach you how to pull 'em a tutor, in fact
A one dead in the front, dead cop in the
And two live bitches screaming "Odd is back"