Luyện nghe bài hát The Old Style

I swear to God if you fuckers fuck this up for the of us
you not get any pudding, none!

(Do you wanna why?)

The of September was my date of birth
I got to the and I did the nurse
Picked at the scabs until I it worse
But I still your girlfriend's favorite verse
At least now I know notices
the loud guy from of Minne-hopelessness
I try to celebrate when I can
Most I do it with a mic in my hand
Sean Daley and Davis
Cities, they act like we famous
Still nameless in places like
So order up a and over tip the waitress
Got the ladies in the going ape-shit
Making faces at the radio
A love-hate
as if we're waiting for the to sit down and let the choir take it
And I'm to have the time of my life
Work for my stripes and climb a few
Try to keep the out of mind, out of sight
But some I'm to weak to fight, you got a
I stand every line that I write
Wrote most my rhymes just to find me a
And now that my better half got me up
I'm out here rapping about whatever the
It don't matter just as long as I mean everything set free from between these
I write a new joint and drop my view point
Maybe up a hook and get a few coins
A real estate, to make us feel ok
I need to keep faith and eat a decent today
Hey, and even if these don't pay me
find a way to make the right hand pass the gravy
So special, nice to met you
By this time tomorrow I'll probably forget you
Now gimme for the shirt
And go tell your friends on your swim team I'm a
Set it off, it never
The only is now I'm eating better slop
Look at your boy mother, by brothers
to make sure we all avoid the buzzards
Every scar I wear earned
Even the ones that I like to pretend I deserve
But I don't question, cause God has
I'm no savior, I'm just the mission
Taught how to bank off tour
So thank me now and keep my name off
He's got the pony tail, I've got the rabbit
He's fly, I'm fly that's why call us