Luyện nghe bài hát Banger

Ok I'm to the left
flag in my pockets
star fly, unidentified flying objects
extraterrestrial Im all about my
retarded in the booth say I got a special flow
sicker than your average you rappers is ass
Gudda crack and you n-ggas is crack addicts
the mathematics.
you cut the and I rake in the green like I'm raking the grass in
pretty b-tches damn near feint when passing
call my Martin but the first name Aston
head n-ggas get mashed when I'm spazzin'
think you f-cking with me put cash in, nah I doubt
I was young and reckless when say he was about it
you is ducks howards, cowards
the competition and hsower n-ggas with flowers
this rap is ours
pop

Uh, back in it
black menace
black clothes, black
semi,
I've never sat in
that would me
try Maybach on
I got stacks yeah
paychecks on
and I still payback
and I don't play that
I kill on
and you do sh-t but get money all day
p-ssy shoes on my now they running your way
YM young mula young all day
where the so sweet like honey on yay
which one of y'all say you want drama I'm
I blitz your ass like a lineman
stack of with a whole bunch of comma's
still red like an old 49ner
f-ck sh-ttin on ya, dump the whole on ya
Weezy F baby b-tch I hotter than
Ughhh!!!

Mama aint make me to make
she make me to history
so doing that's my extra-curicular
boy and the target is the industry
Two things I love in the World, good and victory
you aint it big and broke stop kidding me
your whip aint up to date and hoes look like Mr T
This is Misery, no Bates
at me sideways my money slap ya straight
yeah I'm a big joker so you know I you ace
leave the club with ya girl send her home with an ashy
is a gamble but its my casino
pretend that your the loser I hope she (?)
I hope the game got insurance
cause I'm it
and all you wack ass rap dying with it
Im so harlem but so starving
pockets full of fat all I do is eat margarine

put the in the pot
up the ntoch
burn the song from a top
finger licking hot
his flip cause the n-gga flop
my hit like the p-tch was soft
cotton balled
she drawers cause she poppin off
her p-ssy guard but I don't stop at all
I smash in the car, like f-ck the law
I bet daddy gone, who make it done
the rocky that we up on
shttin on em hittin the barn
hey they say money talks
man you speak at all
you shop at malls
my style two up like using analogues
I wreck for the recognition b-tch
as my witness, say evision
I bore you n-ggas flicker
I melt
tyga skin drippin'