Luyện nghe bài hát SLR 2

For though, like for real though
for real
You know what I'm sayin', I don't
It's like, niggas must who the fuck
Did what the
When the
When niggas was still, not the
Or
then, I say

1]
Dear Lord, have mercy on my banana
Give 'em half, call it that banana
But my is really like a banana 6
Do these bananas have any idea who they on the with?
Apes, yeah you to the grapes
That your bitch got a banana in her face
And wine on her chin, get these off of my trunk
And all of these up off my rims
Tryin' to take the up off of my Benz
SLR, nigga
Niggas to go to work so these bitches gon' have to leave
Gon' roll with that B-Y, nigga just roll up my sleeve
Got body plans, so I stance so I could open up my chi
Lu the boy, too Bruce Lee boy to
Doo doo beat like two with one freak one me
But I can DP like it's three
rewards for me or me or me or me or me or me
Team me is like meat animals meeting a meteor
Dinosaurs, I'm fine with all kinds of
Knives and swords, lions, tigers boars
Lightening striking Viking
heightened, violence soars
[German-sounding
That was Adolf, reacting to my new
Translation: how he can't be as evil as Lu get?
Well cause you ain't Lu, bitch
Took two sips of the holy
I backed up and I turned around
And I over and pittoo'd shit
I Jay, that's my nigga
I feel sicker than a cruise
I ain't competition, I move shit
The only is this new shit
These new niggas like they 2
They be actin' like they you, man that's-- shit
What to the game?
Niggas think they Jappin' cause they like they Wayne
Rappin' like they
I ain't them in platinum
But I'm rappin' like I'm
Like smackin' them in the back of him and my antonyms is on
And my heroin is on metaphors and my is on brains
My left is in LA but my right foot is in Spain
Now we all heard what he said, but what he means we dead
And that is insane
He's so crazy, at the little baby
Nigga you ain't Nas, nigga you ain't
You will respect me, you will me
But done so much, no matter how far you go, you will reflect me
SLR, please
These niggas 'bout to go to work so these bitches gon' have to
And when the bitch gone, knee disabled
Your DVD of Dick Jones in your TV and a grenade all on table.
And my punch bowl's an ocean
And I lay it on by the
But it's so strong, I pull it out, I'm only hangin' on to a handle
on my ankles while I'm hangin' on to an angel
Ain't on that you hatin' wrong, cause you can't hang on to my angles
It's hard being a Lupe fan, go to Harvard to be a stan
I ain't sayin' that I'm harder, it's harder when it's in Lupe's hands
Welcome nigga, Land, SLR
we go, FL bars
Hold up, go to the hard part
Would say pause, but I was talkin' 'bout my own