Luyện nghe bài hát Willie Dynamite

You're a hard man to reach, Dynamite!
"I rap"
Go right

[Mac Miller - 1]
Girls ask me for Willie D
That's how I they feeling me
It's simple see, the be
got these bitches clipped to me
You maybe at the game, I guarantee you, we in seats
I seen you in the nosebleeds, but where I'm at, that isn't
In the Benz, in a Jeep, a million in a week
Taking off her clothes 'fore I begin to speak like cheeks
Been to London, been to France, go there if you get the
Been to Amsterdam, hit the club, hell no I didn't
Rolled around a little, the weed, seen the red lights
Ain't a prostitute but the head nice, get right
From here on to the next life, relax and sip Red Stripe
The way I this money you would think I had an ex-wife
Bitches love the lead pipe, the 'Burgh to Ken Rice
New place every day, what I would give to just have 10
Yeah right, 'bout to drop an album, hope to blow your
Tryna reach a level no music is put over mine

x2]
Girls ask me for Willie D
Girls ask me for that D
What does it mean to keep your pimp strong?
Live it up cause you live that long
Or am I

Miller - Verse 2]
It's young Macintosh, tell you that sabotage
Travelling through Germany, word to Hasselhoff
Back and forth, 'em softly
Bitches like to em doggy
off some Molly got me turning into polygons
On and on, DJs putting on my
People say I too long
Killing every track, the God is on
They with their pom-poms, buying what I got on
Straight gold, me f-ckin silver with my long John
Tom Tom, direct me to that money
Where's F-ckin dumb, get your grades
And I know in God we trust, but how much do trust in me?
Enough to be a beast on beats, yeah
is so disgustingly amazing
Bitches out the playpen, you f-ck your asking
"how much money can I fit into rubberband?"
Hustling, throw ass right inside a garbage can
Excuse my French, just how I talk if I was Russell Brand
Know I'm the f-cking man
Play my shit for days
"All I is hits, call me T-Pain!"
Sicker than if she gave me AIDS, plus some decay
Then she my condom, try to auction it on Ebay
Talk a little man, probably thought he diss me
Bitch please, I ate out Monica Lewinsky
Yeah, I've taught her some
Had her crying her father
Then I busted in her face she told me it's an honor
We just politickin, finger-licking on my
Got a way with words, words,
to Charles Dickens
I wrote this on the using toilet-paper
Put your head inside the water, the flavor

Yeah bitch, you how I drive
Don't cut me off man! you!

(Uh) The ask me for that Willie D
(Uh) The ask me for that Willie D
What does it mean to keep your pimp hand
Live it up cause you don't live long
Or am I