Luyện nghe bài hát Fatty Boom Boom

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

Don't you something like this?

Yeah, that's perf, Yo-Landi, do thing

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

When I'm on the mic it's like murder murder!
kill kill!
Wat se
Suig my fokken
kom ek weer
Like a lekker a in the face
Rappers are fokking pouring passenger planes
What happened to all the cool from back in the day?
Now all these rappers exactly the same
It's like one big fuck-fest

No, I do not want to stop, or listen

Jimmy, Jimmy, hold on to your ching
I'm takin' over America, up everything
Physically fit, the very energetic
If you haven't got it by now, then you're gonna get it
I whip my dick out and piss on all the hard-up 'n rap
Got an offshore account for dollar bills in a
rap
I'm siding with China we not fokken
Like a methfest, 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 Fatty Boom
Hit me the Ching-ching
Not fokken thinking, eye twinkling
Just a bit of
Let's not get too
Oh oh
Hi! My name is fuckin' Visser
fight fight!
Kick you in the teeth, hit you on the head the mic
a rumble in the jungle I'm (something) to beat em
Not for trouble but trouble's looking for me
M'uppercuts're fokken swollen with just come for free
I used to I'd always kill this to hustle something to eat
South used to be a twangy'd, (y'know dat's me)

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

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

I'm a big (wiv de seen my niggas rollin' me)?
Now I'm having so much fun I even go to sleep

Yo-Landi!

you at?
I am!

Spitting lyrics like bam bam bam!

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

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

We it lekker lekker lekker, zef zef zef
Spend all my fuckin' til' there's nothing left
I'm a fat cat, keep the change I need the slip
With this fat sack of dagga I'm a spliff
In my mat are bottle-haters throwing a fit
Round the corner gooi'n fokken Tokyo drift

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

Ja, dagga dagga, puff puff puff
Bring the back Hi-Tek!
it rough
We the type of beats that make you shut the fuck up and dance
We the type 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 your

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

Eh Fatty Boom
Hit me the Ching-ching
Not thinking, dolla eye twinkling
Just a bit of
not get too funky
Oh oh oh oh

Eh Fatty Boom
Hit me the Ching-ching
Not thinking, dolla eye twinkling
Just a bit of
not get too funky
Oh oh oh oh

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