Luyện nghe bài hát Burger

(Verse 1: The Creator)
Nigga is my cup, drink the cyanide up
Dope as fuck so i would shoot a group of guys up
Deep thought, i'm often lost (fuck it) put me next to
Still can't the difference just like Asians with their eyes shut
a couple rocks in a Wendy's parking lot
Barking at the sight of light my bright sparkling
Cock-a-doodle, eat a toaster strudel at a beach in Rome
In a black-pink Spagetti strap made of noodles
My is bad mixed with a thicky ass
Get my dicky rocky, will end up in a sticky blast
Chrissy Brown, mask on my face, now I'm ass
a bitch, fuck college Mommy, i am ditching class
I be happy than fucking forty
So fuck the teacher's lecture i'm having Sydney me
For the (they didn't like it) oh well
Let's get XXL to us a fucking story
(Hook: Beats)
It's sitting right in my lap i see it Scribbled the lines i read it
I'm the fucking poet, who knows it? You know it, you
Comprehend the language, you of war?
I'm all anxious, we got the if you want beef
Now that's a burger for ya ass (Slice the onions)
Now a burger for ya ass nigga (Put on the cheese)
Now that's a burger for ya ass Nigga (Where's the sauce?)
Now a burger eat it fast Nigga
(Verse 2: The Creator)
Fuckin aw, get you some, obviously pun
time it took to get the stitches done
Custom made, one of one, sold out Performance
Ski mask of a pickle just to perform Sandwitches
Started back in fuckin London, cracker wanted something
they could bump and punch a bunch of faces, stomp 'em out
pits to breaking arms, Zombie Circus not a carn
Evil Wolf is on the farm and were all evil
Any creep quiet tender sleep
Make a peep, fucking body will go missing in a
Roam around the city with her titties like a greek God
was the shit, explains why it never leaked
I am of my age with my Memphis Bleak
Shooting from the sky, the only problem is the missing
(once i my wings and my motherfucking chain)
Oh that's the talking in me, let me down a couple cups of bleach
(Hook)
(Verse 3: The Creator)
earl, that's the fucking shit
And if you disagree a couple pimple-covered clits
From some stripping, lesbian dikes fight niggas
That like to rap about dikes that fight niggas
Alright, with this shit, let's talk business
more currency, disregard bitches
Go to Shake and play Goblin in his kitchen then
Force him and his mom to to track six then
If he doesn't like it I'll just slice his fucking
And put it in the cabinet the fucking cookies and chips is
Take a bunch of pictures and post them on my and
Go to Jimmy Fallon like "faggot, we performin?"
then a bunch of Golf Wang niggas storming on the stage
In a rage that would scare Rocha
Better get ya tanks this Wolf War is over
History itself, im an O.F soldier