Luyện nghe bài hát P

Broke D*ck I'm Looking For A Drug
Okay, welcome to my bar, one um,
The beat it like a Kevlar,
As I smoke my medlar south african,
Coughing till theres pains in my abdomen,
I negative and just like a halogen,
my bridge of a fucking masculine,
the went,
them all with a javelin,
snakes i'm raddling,
suit teller's taddling,
you a 'bunch of squares, Madison,
as far as n*ggers,
n*gger my fathom sick,
on top of talented,
b*tch i'm passionate,
i'm a curse,
call me treasure chest,
better yet i'll onto the beat like Tetris,
me, forgetfulness,
i am correctioness,
i'll stitch Odd and Future together a leather vest,
you f*cking sweater neck, feather peck, checks,
i'll put together and push for be prepared for less,
I'm heading out to Sydney, with ted donnelly,
He caught up at security,
the TSA follow me,
tea are the sh*t,
40 by the stones,
I'm fighting for gun rights to shoot a in his dome,
click your heels,
there's no like home,
back and blast off,
on a tombstone,
ain't a b*tch,
That a 12 bar,
what's up n*gga?
I can't (wolf gang),
(what's man?)
see,
what's wrong with me might be my tourettes see,
I need a vacation 'cause all this got me stressing,
two the showers with Sandeski,
me and Kingston went and rented a couple jet skis,
Lionel blunts up,
meanwhile me and Lucas f*cked up,
you can smell us coming like a f*ggot when the up,
listening to last album and get pumped up,
to ask him,
i can get d*ck sucked,
You know Anthony,
was handling,
her kids off,
so she come out and dance with me,
in the pantry,
on my trampoline,
learn new chords,
why you re-sampling,
I am I,
flow retardedly,
as retarded of the sound of deaf arguing,
you hold the future of the kid daughter's gargling,
me i the Odd Future mother f*cking sergeanting,
no im the f*ck now my didn't give one,
why i'm like this now,
i'm down to cut throat,
and if fan asks for a f*cking photo,
while i'm on my pizza lunchable,
i'm a f*cking like,
when you ask right,
then have a breakdown,
and to use a crack pipe,
OF be done for,
n*ggas be dumb poor,
don't me,
okay be right i'm heading to the gun store,
M16 and 16s,
out of nowhere like your kids wet dream,
what' you old news,
all you really need is to f*cking you,
how we are harder than a fucking snicker bar in whole foods,
in a hoodie,
bruised and a gold tooth,
hoping the f*cking security guard doesn't you in custody,
but had a couple of guns with me,
like gay moms,
none' you other f*ckers can f*ck me.
(Spanish Dialogue)