Luyện nghe bài hát Go Ahead Den

Alright, yo, I'm
I'ma kill it, I'ma it
Here we go, we go, yo

My flow is like a cock block for your label street team
My verse is like a hearse for marketing scheme
My steez, nigga, please, put the mic down
Talk about represent when you embarrassing your town

Walking around with the Gay parade crown
Silicone raps that pink gown
Posing as a killer when you living as a
Entertaining too deaf to hear the sound

You are a has been rapper, talking 'bout your style's
Saying, I'm independent now, for a new life
A weak DJ, living off of fame
Guess starring in the basement, off of Tigga's name

My name's Kardinal, the pearl mic figure
type thoughts mixed up with street niggas
Living underground to earn the pop loot
'Cause I sell crack and got no aim to shoot

No patience for the weed, not quick to thief
Can't pimp, don't like fur or gold teeth
But I can the hell out of a fat ass beat
I might smile up in face and then jack your SP

Yo, I'm ill to the 7th
T-dot represent, ya me?
(Go den)
Yo, I'm the nicest rapper with flows
You know how a fire starter go
(Go den)

Yo, lick two, off in the sky
A way when I'm stepping in the room
(Go den)
Yo, eff rappers, I'm the thing on two feet
have seen me, ya not seen
(Go den)

Yo, my rhymes are FedEx covered in delivered to your Jubby
My charms tribes for hot sex, no bust for the next can protect
See when the I drop, the saying, 'what?'
And the are saying wet, wet, wet, wet, wet

I'm in 'nuff girls and missing what we trying to say
But talking a revolution, end up talking about the day
they can feel a rapper's privates, I'm looking for your mind
But I'm seeing all your and a big round behind

Oh, girl, you make think 'bout selling out
But oops, weave just fell out

I am straight from the place that first you Vince Carter
The story of and imported sugar cane
And snappy pop coming at you three for a
What, Peter loves Yo, don't bother to hail it up

In the streets where we meet 'cause you get beat
And find your head caught between timbos and
And real, a lot of ignorant peeps around the way
Ain't trying to bend to the madness of the day

But do to do, ayyo, who am I to say?
I just want your sales anyway
You see me

kill to try and come up
With the things I say, I'm a bad mother, yo
(Go den)
I'm too fresh Guess-V in a special way
way but everyday
(Go den)

Yo, yo, I'm kick one
one for the mic
Know what I'm

Yo, I'm rolling through my system waking up the neighbors
yeah, I know it's wrong but I gotta pump my song
Heavier than Sisqo and Thong Song
I'm the perfect of Einstein and Long Dong Silver

Up in one, real raps for fun
I'm the black anti-Babylon, shogun
I try not to bus' until I'm she cum
If I get a itch, I check out the whole [Incomprehensible]

My is like an instant check for 7-0's
Write this, rhyme something about the hoes
Anyways I try to but not too serious yet
too much to say makes the Negro's a threat

So we talk about sex and the drug game
Even though we know it's wrong, we just to make a name
Cha, I'm trying to get my Moms out the
And you would too if you could flow,

I'm ill to the 7th
represent, ya hearing me
(Go den)
Yo, I'm the nicest rapper dapper with
You know how a fire starter go
(Go den)

Yo, two, chart off in the sky
A make way when I'm stepping in the
(Go den)
Yo eff rappers, I'm the thing on two feet
Y'all seen me? Ya not seen
(Go den)

DJ