Luyện nghe bài hát Slow It Down

[Verse 1: Beats]
We come through throbbing thunder storms
Make their feets get wet and funky up in under arms
I'm too explosive for your ears like I'm bombs
With the exclusive on the channel, bitch I know on
Niggas get mad cheerleaders, they throw they pom-poms
Suck a dick, eat salaam getting they done in salons
Hodgy Beats is limp balm
If you talk shit, I'll make you cry and tell big moms
I got hands, niggas eat out my big palms
Haters must be starving I make California Vietnam
And I'm to embalm my creativity
Into a CD-ROM, so you can feel this I'm on

Turn it up, where's the
the keys, yeah
Turn it up, where's the
the keys, oh my God
Turn it up nigga, where's the
Could you bring the keys?
Turn it up, where's the bass?
Drop the

2]
Pink chinchilla, like thrilla
My t-shirts are bathing, a gorilla
You niggas all hype like you drink a cup of
But I ate the whole plate a fat bitch dinner
I'm the winner, always the loser
I don't choose to win, but I will her
Her fish loves his tuna
I use a fork I always spoon her
Go nuts, flow much
European model bitch is eating donuts
Fuck you faggots, I'm with a fat
Making shit come like I'm gadget
I'm mental, instrumental
Make your bitches' therapist ask for records
And I this record have you stabbing niggas with colored pencils

3]
Yo, bubble gum Reese's Pieces
You fail at life, I'll mug teachers
I've got Muslims on Jesus
I Kelly, where is Regis?
Found Alicia, now she
as ice, and now I'm creamless
Murdered every bod my squad
So technically, now I'm teamless, O.F. is so