Luyện nghe bài hát Traffic Jam (Easy Bake Remix)

[Radio
We reporting live from the 9 0-5-9 with my nigga Jay Rock and this is WTOP Radio and I'm your host DJ Turn-Up
I don't down nuttin' but my collar
I ain't turnin' down no
And I ain't turnin' down no mothafuckin'
Now bitch if you're pushin' up the freak with your ass, take some advice and bang SZA ya flat-foot bitch

[Intro:
for a climax lasting past 11:30
Do you got it like that, do you got it like that?
Itchin' for a purpose, I can't to scratch the surface
I ain't got it like that, do I really got it like
You keep 'bout time, I got none
You can me where
The sun don't never end and the waves part
You don't pay enough of my rent, start
I got big dreams and you got quick scheme to get rich
And I don't wanna another hour
Really need to another shower
for you

[Verse 1: Lamar]
Big business, big booty
Black on Benz's
Backing out the back to back my
Backpack gats in it
Backflip my dollars and Impalas, my arm whistling
Palm flipping, middle
Fuck y'all, I let it
Plush wall and floor
Ghetto singing
Tours for my whores
On my heart I pour plenty more semen
Or explore
Dummy through that boy for pointing fingers
Honey you're a PS4, my game seizes
And my name visas
I defame your name
We aim and squeezing
Bitch my lane say no
My chains say no cubic, all look stupid
Big dog, phone call log stupid
I'm Paul, West Coast, All-Star stupid
The mantra, the holy trinity, your sponsor
My concert and facility
Via del Compton, and finest

[Verse 2: Jay
Now this that big fishscale
BMX on the ramp with the
Pegs on the front, we get there
We 4 deep at a swapmeet, need a 5th wheel
This bitch steal whoever if get real
that fresh out the bounty, bustin' knuckles
Get buckled if you try to knock the hustle
your hands, watch how I shuffle (No cuts)
And show you why they hate niggas than Uncle Ruckus
Rollin' up that boondock, some call it moon
Gotta keep bass in my step, dope in a tube sock
Gotta do what I do to on
So all a nigga is good love when I come home
Cause the baby's gotta eat, baby the rent's due lately
And I just caught a hot one, I ain't go too crazy
Fugazi, not me, me and my not sweet
you thug passion, how you walkin' around knock-kneed
I'm the bullet movin' at top speed
Show you how to get it and get away it scott free