Luyện nghe bài hát Slow It Down

[Verse 1: Beats]
We come through throbbin' thunder storms
Make them feets get wet and funky up in they under
I'm too explosive for your like I'm throwin' bombs
With the on the channel, bitch I know it's on
Niggas get mad like cheerleaders, throw the pom-poms
Suck a dick, eat salam gettin' they nails in salons
Hodgy Beats is like limp
If you talk shit, I'll make you cry and your big moms
I got nice hands, eat out my big palms
Haters must be starvin' nowadays I make Vietnam
And I'm goin' to my creativity
a CD-rom, so you can feel this shit up on

Turn it up, where's the
the keys, yeah
Turn it up, where's the
the keys, oh my God
Turn it up nigga, the bass?
Could you bring the Yeah
Turn it up, nigga the bass?
the drums

2:]
Pink chinchilla, I'm like Thrilla
My are bathin', a bathin' gorilla
You all hype like you drink a cup of Splenda
But I ate whole plate like a fat bitch dinner
I'm the winner, always the loser
I don't choose to win, but I choose her
Her kitty-cat loves his tuna
I never use a fork I always her
Go nuts, flow much
European model white bitch is eatin'
you faggots, I'm with a fat bitch
Makin' come like I'm go-go gadget
I'm mental, instrumental
your future therapist ask for dental records
And I hope record have you stabbin' niggas with colored pencils

3:]
Yo, bubble gum that Reese's
You're feelin' life, I'll mug teachers
got Muslims crawlin' on Jesus
I fucked Kelly, where is
Alicia, now she keyless
Cold as ice, and now I'm
Murdered every bod my squad
So technically, now I'm teamless, O.F. is so