Luyện nghe bài hát Banger

Ok I'm leaning to the
flag in my right
star track fly, unidentified objects
Im all about my decimels
retarded in the they say I got a special flow
sicker than average you rappers is ass backwards
Gudda crack and you n-ggas is crack addicts
the mathematics.
you cut the check and I rake in the like I'm raking the grass in
pretty damn near feint when they passing
call my Martin but the first name Aston
tata n-ggas get mashed 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
this rap sh-t is
pop

Uh, back in it
black menace
black clothes, black
semi,
I've never sat in
that would me
try Maybach on
I got stacks yeah
paychecks on
and I want payback
and I still play that
I on asap
and you do sh-t but get money all day
p-ssy shoes on my bullets now running your way
YM young mula money all day
where the drugs so sweet honey on yay
which one of y'all say you want I'm honoured
I your ass like a muthaf-cking lineman
stack of paychecks a whole bunch of comma's
still wear red an old 49ner
f-ck sh-ttin on ya, the whole toilet on ya
Weezy F baby b-tch I than Uganda
Ughhh!!!

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

put the in the pot
up the ntoch
burn the song a stove top
it's licking hot
his pitch flip the n-gga flop
my hit like the p-tch was soft
n-ggas cotton
she dropped drawers she poppin off
her p-ssy cross but I don't stop at all
I smash in the car, like the f-cking law
I bet daddy gone, who wanna make it
the sh-t that we up on
shttin on em like the barn
hey they say money talks
man you speak at all
you shop at mini
my style two thumbs up like analogues
I wreck for the recognition b-tch
as my witness, say evision
I bore you n-ggas flicker
I melt
tyga aint drippin'