Luyện nghe bài hát Sriracha

(Jesus)
Yeah, yeah, hell
Yeah, yeah, hell
Yeah, yeah, hell
Yeah, yeah,

Froze over, you thought you could hold Yoda
With older than the first sold cold soda
Grow more for my bros rojo soldiers
cincos are at it again, blow doja
I am Iron Mike, back in the day
My rhyming's iron height, flight
Try and bite, like a razor in a apple
A and a jammy tackle
By a neighbor the family shackles
Laboring a man he's
I get angry, I sip bombs (chea!) on your rich
I was brought up and Christian
I studying Chrislam (Chea!)
That's not a thing so I this John
In your palm
Give her something to kiss on
'Till I one to her lip balm (Chea!)
I've been rhyming since Reagan in
Polished it got a big wallet where all of my dollars sit
To the wall is split, then I gotta sick the casa, your god
'Cause a lot of holler "Mr. Chopper you're hot as shit"

say I'm the best at what I do
After me 5, 4, 3, and 2
Sometime I they all gum bumpin'
So I tell all to put that on somethin'
Sriracha, I put that on
Sriracha, I put on everything
Sriracha, I put on everything
Sriracha, I put that on

Yeah, I I'm supposed to come with that fast flow
Woo! I guess I'm supposed to come with that gas
But no, I'mma just spit it, get it good
Wish you would tell me I should do
I know, hit the door
Uh, yeah, feel like I here before
Maybe I have but I can't fuck it
Hit 'em a semiautomatic, watch 'em duck with it
Speaking on ability
Everybody in my vicinity blowing they like Kennedy
I got no love for the enemy, tell me the remedy
I'm like what's good, been
me what's on your mind, rewind this shit
My is beyond this shit
I put that on everything, I'm being honest, shit
So up, hold up
I'm sorry for the hold up but I been on the road
Should have had this to your ass a long time ago
When I put that on everything, I ain't had a to myself
But I been living like I ain't see tomorrow
I ain't on no wealth
I living good, I been feeling fine
the Sriracha, I put that shit on all of mine
Busting like Columbine combined a terrorist's mind
That's been confined in four walls for some

They say I'm the at what I do
After me 5, 4, 3, and 2
Sometime I think they all gum
So I them all to put that on somethin'
Sriracha, I put on everything
Sriracha, I put on everything
Sriracha, I put on everything
Sriracha, I put on everything

Sriracha, the popper
We gotcha, even jock us
These choppers the knockers then blocker
every chakra eager to off ya
You can bet that we doin' it
When I put the bullets in a fully a hoodie
Ain't nobody gonna stop us, nobody top us
We leave 'em with no option, leave 'em with no
Leave 'em with no oxygen, 'em with no problem
And even though I could see they watchin'
TV with a DVD, I can
When I see these street
if it need be then I just eat beats
And I'm Eazy-E,
I eat meat I'm EBT shopping
Credit Card Max, bend the bars
your hoe, get brain and all that
Run in house and bring your whore back
Sever your face and the doormat
Who got the keys to the rented
Can't catch me, I'm the man in all
I been a nice chap Catman on crack
that, I been nice way before that
Can't that, you can try though
But you end up next to Dido
I'm that pen that the Bible
I'm on your like vitiligo
Sing for the moment, I hit the note
Someone please let John know
Tell the I'm Hect Camacho
With a Catholic and the Pentecostal
Why you niggas wiggidy wack, gettidy get in the back
With a umbilical patch, jump in the of the track
None of y'all niggas can act so y'all are packed
Come and get it again, fuckin' a bitch in the
Give me moment to fall, I'm gonna fit in the car
I can do better than yours, I can be to brawl
I can be shattered and all, want to be hard
Better be for war, tell me who ready for more

They say I'm the at what I do
After me 5, 4, 3, and 2
Sometime I they all gum bumpin'
So I tell them all to put that on
Sriracha, I put on everything
Sriracha, I put that on
Sriracha, I put on everything
Sriracha, I put that on