Luyện nghe bài hát Super Market

(tyler)
in this fucking line at ralphs granola bars,
left my card and now this shit gon' have an extra charge,
old bitch in front of me buying a color printer,
tv dinners, tampons, soy milk thinner,
(domo)
so here i am, at the store for chips,
that imma pay for with dimes, nickels, and and shit,
and im still so, im trying to dip,
but cut through the line, to get out of this bitch
(tyler)
what the fuck, who the fuck this gay nigga in gucci,
drawing numbers, whatever, chain with a Jesus,
hey you, what the you think you doing?
(domo)
nigga you, im just eating ruffles,
got a lot of foo,
so why dont you fucking that stupid look on your face
(tyler)
dont make me shoot up this place, with and guns,
and shoot caps at caps to make it harder to run,
and put your ankles in some boards and pissy for fun,
(domo)
im a samurai, cut your skinny ass in half,
look up at the after math blow fucking hash and laugh
(tyler)
im a fucking ninja and a jedi and im comptom,
better pick a better option, 'for these nikes get to
chomping at your oxygen chord you fat kennan thompson,
a virgin cherry faggot we can get it poppin'
(domo)
i bet you lock and drop it faggot, bitch you aint compton,
dumbo ears you marry poppin with the piece gil' was rocking,
i will fucking beat your ass, box through the glass,
ill hit you hookie like you skipping class, lee get the math,
(tyler)
oh youre silly, giving tip drills to nilly,
get them ruffles no (?) cuz might kill me,
im grabbing 2 kitchen and stabbing this ice cube look alike to show you a nigga with attitude,
(domo)
wait i about you from that other nigga earl,
how you to milan and now it only likes gilrs,
ill roundhouse you, into a basket,
push you into a old lady plastic,
hope you get the message ill stomp you potholes,
and then fill you up with but your used to eating tacos,
(tyler)
oh a taco joke, domo smoke i heard album,
sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa wrote,
im insulted shit, somebody grab the charmin,
nevermind these messages her nigga armin,
(domo)
swift maids, switch blades, made of incition in em',
red dot his cuz rileys into hinduism,
and hipsters who to be your listeners,
doobies roll your hole alexis know the thruthie bro,
(tyler)
oh a lexus, i drive all that the wester himesphere
all of kiaras ex's,
and bet this, im a motherfucking monster, fuck talk and ill stab you with this rocket launcher.
(domo)
when I the beam back, im aiming for Supreme hats
go to i mean that burn you like green backs
(tyler)
you don't mean that, you faggot ill get back and I'll snap it
And strangle you with fuckin leather jacket
fall, bitch give me
im all this and fleein the scene on Rufus
my evil walrus, bitch, you, im out
(domo)
im as fuck and I didn't call for all this
imma get on my shit wait, here's my carcass