Luyện nghe bài hát Epar

All the bad bitches boo you rap
I can teach you how to 'em like a tutor, in fact
I got one in the and two in the back
And the bitches screaming "Odd Future is back"

1:]
Wolf with a T-Rex cock, less
I invest stock in wet rock
Smoke with all the big bitches "Bedrock"
Sub in the truck, thumpin' up against the dead
And pop it like I tossed a in the engine
And go harder than a crack intervention
Clown of the class and the to attend it
Big Earl you fags stand at attention
Odd Future, I'm your general
'em where them slap, slash, stab bitch ass niggas go
Girl, you ain't even ask cause you finna know
Why this so sticky in this centerfold
Sticky what my niggas blow, Earl finish foes
Hit 'em low, litter them with Chronicles of bows
Chronic in the spliff to the dome, got my slow
Saw 'em out, ask them niggas what they sprinting fo'

[Verse 2: Staples]
Black Ted sick as John Gacy
Chilling with a victim, she was 18
A hitchhiker whore, met her at the liquor store
She freaked with dick to help support the habit up in the fourth
Grade A of ass, so I plan on screwing it
Slipped of a couple Rufilin inside the bitch's and gin
Next thing you know, we're on Earl's burgundy
She's kicking and screaming, begging for me to fucking it
Look, you know it's not rape if you it, bitch
So sit down like a pretty ho and fight the shit
Or else I'll to tie a pretty bow 'round your bloody neck
Hide the slices from the gashes with a dull Gillette
Mop the up, put the body in the apartment

her where we hide the marijuana and the condoms
"Hey, what's that? " Don't touch it or even fucking
You are Fantasia and the bag's a fucking book

3:]
Yo Vince, let me tell you 'bout these hoes I met last
They thought I was cute 'til I what that ass like
Damn right, red light, ran right it
"You don't even have your permit, what the are you doing? "
Maybe if you shut the up, we'd be cruising
And you be sitting, boohooing 'bout your bruises
But no, you wanna be Miss
I'm zoning on Relapse, sliding on Blueprint
Three seconds it takes for her to blue
my hands around her throat, her arms stopped moving
Pulse stops too, in the back, confused
As I turn to tell them not to do shit stupid
Red, white, blue lights in the rear-view,
Swerved to the shoulder, them both no moving
Sit down in the back, cause the windows
As I rolled down to forge a new friendship
"Aren't you a little too to be driving? "
Look Officer, I'm just tryna get
"Get out the fucking car your license and registration"
I ain't getting shit, you're starting to try my patience
Didn't backup, I could tell by the Hummingbike
Reached to the glove, grabbed the motherfucking hunting
Stabbed him in his and hip, threw him in the trunk and dipped
Back to the crib for some tea and crumpets, shit

All the bad boo when you rap
I can you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact
A one dead in the front, dead cop in the
And two bitches screaming "Odd Future is back"