Luyện nghe bài hát Go Ahead Den

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

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

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

You are a has been rapper, talking your style's nice
Saying, I'm now, looking for a new life
A weak DJ, off of 80's fame
Guess starring in the basement, living off of name

My name's Kardinal, the mic dark figure
Diploma thoughts mixed up with street niggas
underground trying to earn the pop loot
'Cause I won't sell crack and got no aim to

No patience for the weed, not quick to thief
pimp, don't like fur coats or gold teeth
But I can rock the hell out of a fat ass
I might smile up in your 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 don't know how a starter go
(Go den)

Yo, lick two, off in the sky
A make way when I'm 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 latex to your Jubby
My tribes quest 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 dripping in 'nuff girls and missing what we to say
But talking about a revolution, end up about the day
they can feel a rapper's privates, I'm looking for your mind
But I'm seeing all your titties and a big round

Oh, damn girl, you think 'bout selling out
But oops, your weave fell out

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

In the streets where we meet you might get beat
And find your head between timbos and concrete
And real, a lot of ignorant peeps around the way
trying to bend over to the madness of the day

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

Someone to try and come up
With the that I say, I'm a bad mother, yo
(Go den)
I'm too like Guess-V in a special way
Special way but
(Go den)

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yo, two, chart 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
Y'all have seen me? Ya not
(Go den)

DJ