Luyện nghe bài hát Banger

Ok I'm leaning to the
flag in my pockets
star track fly, unidentified flying
Im all about my decimels
retarded in the booth they say I got a flow
sicker than your average you is ass backwards
Gudda crack and you n-ggas is crack addicts
the mathematics.
you cut the check and I in the green like I'm raking the grass in
b-tches damn near feint when they passing
call my whip but the first name Aston
tata head n-ggas get when I'm spazzin'
think you f-cking me put your cash in, nah I doubt
I was young and reckless when Pete say he was it
you n-ggas is howards, cowards
kill the competition and n-ggas with flowers
rap sh-t is ours
pop

Uh, uptown in it
Hollygrove black
black clothes, black
semi,
I've never sat in
would offend me
try on Maybach
b-tch I got yeah
on paychecks
and I want payback
and I still play that
I kill on
and you don't do sh-t but get all day
shoes on my bullets now they running your way
YM mula young money all day
the drugs so sweet like honey on yay
which one of y'all say you drama I'm honoured
I blitz your ass like a lineman
of paychecks with a whole bunch of comma's
still red like an old 49ner
f-ck sh-ttin on ya, dump the toilet on ya
Weezy F baby I hotter than Uganda
Ughhh!!!

Mama make me to make homies
she make me to history
so doing that's my extra-curicular
bulldozer boy and the target is the
Two things I love in the World, good head and
you aint doing it big and broke kidding me
your whip aint up to date and hoes look like Mr T
This is Misery, no Cathy
come at me my money slap ya straight
I'm a big joker so you know I slap you ace
leave the club ya girl send her home with an ashy face
love is a gamble but its my
that your the loser I hope that she (?)
I the game got life insurance
I'm kill it
and all you wack ass rap dying with it
Im so harlem but so starving
pockets full of fat all I do is eat margarine

put the in the pot
up the ntoch
burn the song from a top
it's licking hot
his pitch flip cause the n-gga
my sh-t hit the p-tch was soft
n-ggas balled
she dropped drawers she poppin off
her p-ssy cross guard but I don't at all
I smash in the car, f-ck the f-cking law
I bet gone, who wanna make it done
the rocky that we up on
shttin on em like the barn
hey wait they say money
man you speak at all
you shop at malls
my style two thumbs up like analogues
I wreck sh-t for the recognition
Jesus as my witness, say
I bore you n-ggas flicker
I pictures
tyga skin drippin'