Luyện nghe bài hát Tamale

Tamale! Tamale! Tamale! Tamale! Tamale! Tamale! Tamale! Tamale!!!

They say I've calmed down since the album
Well, lick my dick, how does sound? (Umm)
Smell my gooch, you could kiss my
And I don't give a shit, my rectum
Somebody said make her dance
You you're getting cash, no bitch, you're dumb
The only that you're gonna get is this dick
turn this up, bitch, this my jam, (Where the drums at?)
Here, take a picture
And tell Spike Lee he's a nigger
And while you're at it, the lotion
And fapping and Xbox Live, fun
I come, I'm calling your sister
When she over, I take picture
Instantly put it on Instagram and suplex her off a building if I get

Tamale! Tamale! Tamale! Tamale!
Why so salty, Hot Tamale is on
A can of beans bitch I'm on, boy is bad to the bone

Bring back the horns that was played in the
And Tony Parker that I found his vision
And if tripping off my sneak dissing
Then he has to with me and my minions
get a bimmer, E46
Have you 48, motherfucka I'm great
Golf Wang prints cover the sleeves
From cuts from the Biebs, he's puffin' the trees, please
Fuck I like? Got a new bike tire
Never popped like the on a bitch dyke
Think I give a fuck, I do, I go
And I in her jaw like (Fuck that disease!)
My urethra, hole that I pee
Bigger than an obese on Aretha
Now, turn that down
I'm back like I'm Rosa Parks fare on the same bus
Like "You're going to now!"

Tamale! Tamale! Tamale! Tamale!
Why y'all so salty, Hot is on
A can of beans bitch I'm on, boy is bad to the bone

How much could a woodchuck chuck?
If a woodchuck ever give a fuck?
Suck Dick, motherfuck you and your opinions, (can you kick it?)
Yes I can sir,
Where the lump is sicker than the last bar
Im a CO fuck Michael bitch Im badder my BO
me and lance tryna dance during chemo
Before repossess our strong arm bands and tuxedos

Buddy, (?), Na Na Na Na Na Na Na!
Golf Wang, Golf Wang, Go You, Na Na Na Na Na Na!
Why so salty, Hot Tamale is on
Can't bitch im on,
boy is bad to the bone

How fags can a lightbulb screw?
Well if I has a dick, be two's and sixes
And tell the NRA I'm to lose my shit
Shoot through Wayne hair with a crucifix
How many ladies in the
How ladies in the house without a rich nigga, huh?
A Jergens in my palm for the jerkin'
Hope my Mom don't me, tryna set mood
Little Redtube, lotion, I don't need lube, dryfit suits me
Up and down, with the sound, shit's kind of disgusting
Fap time and I flatline, Clancy chimes in my room and catch me
This so damn embarrassing like

Oh shit, aw fuck.
Clancy: the fuck!
Aw, I'm sorry.
Clancy: Is that my
Wolf: sorry I needed something
Clancy: Clean that shit up, we're to the office!