Luyện nghe bài hát Epar

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

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

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

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

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

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