Luyện nghe bài hát Jamba

Papa ain't call even though he saw me on TV, it's all (Fuck You)
But now my balls, deep in this broad's jaws, swallow girl, it's just nutt'
Bitches scared to let me on they ass
Yeah heard I'm fuckin' nuts like the swag of a fag
Like me and was gagging in the back of the cabin
Camp Floggnaw nigga you can tell by the
(Pass me my inhaler)
I'm sick of and coughing, I'm often this fucking awesome
I'm animals, Noah's arking, just rapping nonsense
Four stories in my like "What the fuck's an apartment?"
Get shit like Peter's pores during puberty
And bets on how quick Tyler can reach maturity
Cussing out Siri like a waitress with no
Oh, you want a tip bitch, well here's my for gratiturity, bitch

em' Down!
Nigga em' Down!
em' Down!

I tumble crush on Hodgy's sluts, money up then nutty, but
Professor Nutty Buddy Clumpkin's petty when you touch his
Like "What the fuck? I'm drunk as fuck," the fucking music up
So I can hear these fucks, talk no walk, like you discussed
You talking too much, "Who the are you to us, uterus?"
I put that on my and nuts, if I don't begin moving up, I'm shooting up
You and her, crew on turf, new
I can see the bitch in a nigga his shirt
I can smell the ho in the bitch flocking 'round my crew to
It's on shoulder, lose the dirt, yeah, it's the movement first
Fuck a human nurse, I'm ill, I use this earth to infuse the
Of my scrotum on the 10 news, my only motive is to skip to my lou
Get hip to the pew, you can piss and eat a dick in a few
The sickening view, a woose, I eat your ribs, I'm a wolf
Then meet your kids afterschool and 'em drugs cause it's cool (Fucker)

em' Down!
Nigga em' Down!
em' Down!

Hodgy, fuck this beat, let's smoke weed
That shit I need, be the shit that's green, a little purple and
Get some swisher sweets, about three up, more, then leave it be
I got a I could face, I got a blunt flavored grape
I hate the grape I can taste it when I'm inhaling the
You can us in places when we walk
And our is always covered in flakes
for two shake blunts and "What the fuck is this?"
I think this mary is laced, My heart is at paces that Pacquiao can relate I'm fucking faded like gradient
Shit I'm stuck the tape that's superglued
To the of Kelly Price first waist.
It's my first date with Mrs. Mary, this shit is scary
The paranoia this marijuana is very heavy, I'm lifted
Fainted by my fifth hit, Lionel pass the
Let's use this Philly as a dipstick for bath salt, you dipshit

my nigga you don't even smoke, you weak as fuck my nigga
You do not smoke, no tux my nigga, as weak as.. F- your butt my nigga...
Oh mark ass nigga, Cuh, oh my God, bro. Here comes that ass nigga Samuel.