Luyện nghe bài hát Fatty Boom Boom

Yo, Hi-Tek, you think you could fuck something like this?

Don't you something like this?

Yeah, perf, Yo-Landi, do that thing

Eh Boom Boom
Hit me the Ching-ching
Not thinking, dolla eye twinkling
a bit of junkie
Let's not get too
Oh oh oo oh

When I'm on the mic like murder murder murder!
Kill kill!
Wat se
my fokken piel
Hier kom ek
Like a lekker a smack in the
are fokking pouring into passenger planes
What happened to all the cool rappers from back in the
Now all rappers sound exactly the same
like one big inbred fuck-fest

No, I do not want to stop, collaborate or

Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy hold on to your
I'm takin' America, blowin' up everything
Physically fit, the Ninja very
If you haven't got it by now, then you're gonna get it
I whip my dick out and on all the hard-up 'n fokken rap
Got an offshore account for dollar in a stack
rap
I'm siding China we not fokken related
a methfest, like the first time I ejaculated

Eh Fatty Boom
Hit me the Ching-ching
Not thinking, dolla eye twinkling
a bit of junkie
Let's not get too
Oh oh oh oh

Eh Boom Boom
Hit me with the
Not thinking, dolla eye twinkling
a bit of junkie
Let's not get too
Oh oh
Hi! My name is Yo-Landi fuckin'
Fight fight!
Kick you in the teeth, hit you on the with the mic
There's a rumble in the I'm (something) to beat em
Not looking for trouble but trouble's for me
M'uppercuts're fokken with nothing just come for free
I used to think I'd always this to hustle something to eat
South Africa used to be a twangy'd, (y'know me)

Suddenly you're 'cos we're blowing up overseas
Make you money money
Yes yes yes
Zef represent
fuckin' with the best

I'm a
Twangies get buffed a sucka
Bokka
motherfucker!

I'm a big deal (wiv de my niggas rollin' me)?
Now I'm having so much fun I can't go to sleep

Yo-Landi!

you at?
I am!

Spitting fokken lyrics bam bam bam!

Eh Boom Boom
Hit me with the
Not thinking, dolla eye twinkling
a bit of junkie
Let's not get too
Oh oh oh oh

Eh Fatty Boom
Hit me the Ching-ching
Not fokken thinking, dolla eye
a bit of junkie
Let's not get too
Oh oh oh oh

We keep it lekker lekker, zef zef zef
Spend all my fuckin' money there's nothing left
I'm a fat cat, keep the change I don't the slip
With fat sack of dagga I'm smoking a spliff
In my mat are bottle-haters throwing a fit
Round the corner gooi'n fokken spiff Tokyo

My daddy me there's a lot of fish in the sea
just a lotta motherfuckin' money bitches and weed

Ja, dagga dagga, puff puff puff
Bring the back Hi-Tek!
Make it
We drop the type of beats make you shut the fuck up and dance
We drop the of beats so good you're fuckin' stuck in a trance
In the overseas they like to say stuck in a trance
We drop the type of beats that make you fuckin' cum in pants

Pass it to left, like a zef, to the east, to the left

Eh Fatty Boom
Hit me with the
Not fokken thinking, dolla eye
Just a bit of
not get too funky
Oh oh oh oh

Eh Boom Boom
Hit me with the
Not thinking, dolla eye twinkling
Just a bit of
Let's not get too
Oh oh oh oh

Eh Boom Boom
Hit me with the
Not thinking, dolla eye twinkling
Just a bit of
Let's not get too
Oh oh oh oh