Luyện nghe bài hát Sag My Pants

Funk
C'mon, keep on me
Hollywood ass
Bitch ass
That's enough to a nigga flip

Yeah, I erupt like a
So give up the
I slap you after bustin' a nut in my palm
Why you buggin' me like something was
take a puff of the bong
And let me leave your mind corrupt from this
See you stop me cause I'm a brainwash teens
And false dreams cause it pays off clean
I'm just an idiotic ironic symbolic product
That's gonna be if I talk about it (Shh)
industry business is all screwed up
I have no favorite rapper because all you
I the weakest niggas who not on my pedigree
Because on the its as hard as it will ever be
I'm judged by my image a lot
And everybody to think I have a sinister plot, I do
Be offended by sentence I jot
I got some militant thoughts and you ain't 'em off, so listen

I sag my pants until my ass
I even slap (Bitch)
Yeah I'm an (Yeah yeah)

And your parents hate me I love you
So em' I said fuck you
Yeah I said you (Yeah yeah)

I in Drake's house when he was alone inside (Uh oh)
You can say I a bogus mind
I dim the lights and close the
Around his neck is where my rope was
I yanked on it I broke his spine (Yeah)
Lately been fuckin' pissed off (Why?)
everybody's sayin' Lil Wayne spits raw
I a big brawl
And his ass into a brick wall
And a fat nigga sit on him
Rick (Gross)
I don't play with rap shit
I got no life, I stay in the
Fuck a rap career, I'm waiting to it
Soulja Boy you got a flow (True)
So you can suck my fuckin' dick a glory hole
I'm just being me, what you to hate for
All you niggas is faker Lupe Fiasco claimin' he skateboards
right, that nigga can't even ollie
Push him on the dolly
Not even Satan stop me (What)

I sag my pants my ass shows
I slap hoes (Witch)
Yeah I'm an (Yeah yeah)

And your parents hate me cause I you
So em' I said fuck you
I said fuck you (Yeah yeah)

I'm probably the sickest muthafucka who don't get
Eazy-E's wife's life is somewhat now
She signed me and I was set
For three and a half years
I don't I remember why
I'm dope and this is my reward
That's wacker than the hundred dollars you signed me for
dead now, yeah the label's finally yours
Too bad he never knew that you were just a grimy
You can't maintain Eric built (Nah)
I know he's in his grave like a Ferris wheel
Don't think you're cool cause you inherit mil
play the skills
I'm Hopsin, I spit so unfair and real
I got some dark issues within
All because you lied and tried to you a friend
Ruthless, bitch I never lend you a hand
And I'm a make nobody ever signs with you again (You know why?)

I sag my pants until my ass
I even hoes (Bitch)
I'm an asshole (Yeah yeah)

And your parents me cause I love you
So tell em' I said you
Yeah I fuck you (Yeah yeah)