Luyện nghe bài hát Boo! (Interlude)

Well it's the with zany raps, made millions off of baby Mac
My brain, it attached, you love me? It's a little late for that
They gave my ass a label, everything is rated X
I'm far beyond divorced aged men who pay for sex
I work like I ain't made it yet, deserve motherfuckin' paper
Get a Kit-Kat, it in half, save one for later
Death to any that's a Benedict Arnold
I be wildin', goin' at international car shows
I'm a lawn mower, mad get redder than a dog boner
God I got sober, pot smoker, top roller, thought holder
Was a kid until I got older
Wild since a child, my file out of God's folder
Now let me slower, you can understand me now
We the originators, your style
They got me turnin' up, the amp is
The apocalypse is comin', so we out at Grannies house
with a bitch and pull her panties down, it's bush league
I love a little nature, addin' flavor to the
People to overlook me and my agent overbooked me
I'mma get it while the gettin' good, feel better forever
I'm National Treasure Nicolas Cage
I'm a shelter for these animals, got bitches for
She be feedin' on my semen and it's cinnamon
I tell her keep it or it, it's the digital age
Now I'm muscle buildin' just so I can juggle children
I'm fucked up in the head a bit, I'm Rumplestilskin
These gettin' wet when I pull up in a Mercedes
Bitch I be with Mr. T, I'm simply the A-Team
dreams reality
Say hi you see me, my hello is a formality
I'm comin' with a
Of motherfuckers trained from Braveheart battle scenes
Waste of and we paint our faces like it's Hallowe'en

[Outro](Repeat)
Boo!