Luyện nghe bài hát P

Broke D*ck I'm Looking For A Drug
Okay, welcome to my bar, one um,
The wears it like a Kevlar,
As I smoke my medlar south african,
till theres pains in my f*cking abdomen,
I spit negative and just a halogen,
my bridge more of a masculine,
the went,
them all with a javelin,
snakes i'm raddling,
suit never 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,
me treacherous treasure chest,
better yet i'll build the beat like Tetris,
me, forgetfulness,
i am correctioness,
i'll stitch Odd and together like a leather vest,
you f*cking sweater neck, peck, rosseta 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 don't me,
tea are the sh*t,
40 by the stones,
I'm fighting for gun rights to a n*gga in his dome,
click your heels,
there's no place 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 f*cking see,
I need a vacation 'cause all sh*t got me stressing,
two after the showers Sandeski,
me and Sean Kingston and rented a couple jet skis,
Lionel rolling up,
meanwhile me and getting f*cked up,
you can smell us like a f*ggot when the hics up,
listening to last album and get pumped up,
to ask him,
i can get d*ck sucked,
You Casey Anthony,
was handling,
dropping her off,
so she could come out and with me,
in the pantry,
on my trampoline,
learn new chords,
why you re-sampling,
I am I,
spit retardedly,
as retarded of the sound of people arguing,
you hold the of the kid your daughter's gargling,
me i the Odd Future mother f*cking sergeanting,
no im the f*ck now my papa didn't one,
that's why i'm like now,
i'm down to cut throat,
and if another fan asks for a photo,
i'm snacking on my pizza lunchable,
i'm a f*cking like,
when you ask right,
then have a breakdown,
and proceed to use a pipe,
OF will be for,
will be dumb poor,
don't me,
okay be back i'm heading to the gun store,
M16 and 16s,
came out of nowhere like your wet dream,
what' you old news,
all you really is to f*cking show you,
how we are harder than finding a fucking snicker bar in foods,
in a hoodie,
nose and a gold tooth,
hoping the f*cking security doesn't hold you in custody,
but luckily had a couple of guns me,
gay step moms,
none' you other f*ckers can with me.
(Spanish Dialogue)