Luyện nghe bài hát Slater

Me and just hit a curb,
Bunny hop, out, listening to N.E.R.D.
Made a couple thousands turds written verbs
Shit, now I it in the 'burbs

Me? I'm from the slums, niggas who pushing
Tons of drugs, Foul flow dirty mouth like kissing
done made her one, a witty son
With no respect for women so-so, me your titties hun
"You eighteen?", Me? I'm something
Okay I'm twenty, but I'm to be twenty-one
I wild out at shows, shit it should be fun
Venues are like with me, "Should he cum?"
I'mma wax that like the chapstick in my backpack, for my lips
Then dip to Europe and come back with a of cheese
A of cheese for these rats, Mac and Cheese
New Preme shit got me flyer than a bag of bees
Fuck critics, (How's your dick?), "Shit, How's knees?"
Y'all on my dick than my index when I take a pee
Came up with ''Rella'', ain't touch a bag of
was doper than, Whitney Houston's needs
Golf Wang, the team to be, "Aye!", getting TU, OF, indeed
We was Sweatshirt like, where's the hooded sleeve
Okay, nevermind, we him

Me and Slater hit a curb,
Bunny hop, zoning out, to N.E.R.D.
Made a couple turds spitting written verbs
Shit, now I it in the 'burbs

Guess I win, started cashing in,
I stopped and started asking "Where my fucking passion is?",
Probably where that went (Who?), Tyler talking father problems,
Shocky shit he spit to popping topics in a column,
I ask for this, I did it out of boredom,
Thought that roach was cool, he died and pushed me stardom,
Now Ye's PJ sippin leche, Ahoy! boy, listening to Cowboy,
Aye boy, land in and skate to Fitzroy (Aye!),
AUS was AWES, I enjoyed, boy, y'all niggas played as a toy,
Have a day as I annoy, oi.

Me and just hit a curb,
hop, zoning out, listening to N.E.R.D.
Made a couple thousands turds spitting written
Shit, now I it in the 'burbs

Cameras with panorama's
My shoes have seen more vans than Mexicanas with crackers in
G-O-to the-L-F, this O-F, I open a store so I stress
But nigga I, (What?), mosh in gardens, jazz shit
Playing chords, making up shit, pardon my Dolly
And I keep sharting, with rectangles and different colors
Niggers I started kindergarten

[Interlude: Ocean, Tyler, the Creator]
My is on my handle bars
(I wanna ride my bike)
Slater, Slater, Slater,
My bitch is on my bars
Hair in the wind
Her look like candy bars
Hair in the wind

My is on my handle bars
(I wanna ride my bike)
Slater, Slater, Slater,
My is on my handle bars
Hair in the wind
Her freckles look like candy
My cool summer ends

Slater, Slater, Slater,

Oh my God, seriously? cool guy
You're talking to a bike, loser
(Haha)
Oh...fuck.