Luyện nghe bài hát Banger

Ok I'm to the left
flag in my right
track fly, unidentified flying objects
extraterrestrial Im all about my
retarded in the booth they say I got a special
sicker your average you rappers is ass backwards
Gudda speak crack and you n-ggas is addicts
the mathematics.
you cut the check and I rake in the green like I'm the grass in
pretty damn near feint when they passing
call my whip Martin but the name Aston
tata head n-ggas get when I'm spazzin'
think you with me put your cash in, nah I doubt
I was young and reckless when say he was about it
you n-ggas is howards, cowards
kill the competition and hsower n-ggas flowers
rap sh-t is ours
pop

Uh, uptown in it
Hollygrove menace
clothes, black tennis
semi,
I've sat in hemi
would offend me
try Maybach on
I got stacks yeah
paychecks on
and I still payback
and I still play that
I on asap
and you don't do but get money all day
p-ssy on my bullets now they running your way
YM young mula young all day
where the drugs so sweet honey on yay
which one of y'all say you want drama I'm
I blitz your ass like a lineman
stack of paychecks with a whole of comma's
still red like an old 49ner
f-ck sh-ttin on ya, dump the toilet on ya
Weezy F baby b-tch I than Uganda
Ughhh!!!

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

put the in the pot
up the ntoch
burn the from a stove top
finger licking hot
his pitch flip cause the flop
my sh-t hit like the p-tch was
cotton balled
she drawers cause she poppin off
her p-ssy cross guard but I don't at all
I smash in the car, f-ck the f-cking law
I bet daddy gone, who wanna it done
the sh-t that we up on
on em like hittin the barn
hey wait they say money
man you dont at all
you at mini malls
my style two thumbs up like analogues
I sh-t for the recognition b-tch
Jesus as my witness, say
I bore you flame flicker
I melt
tyga skin aint