Luyện nghe bài hát K.E.K.E. (Killing Energy)

[Intro:
Hey! Birthday!
I wrote this on the back of a hundred bill
walking out of the check cashing

Naww G]
Not (Aye!)
Goddess, I got this

x 2
I'm killing energy I'm energy
two in the world deserving my legacy
my daughter and who i call the in the century

1: Naww G]
Even if her friends cock she gon' want it more,
shorty stay around like niggas do liquor
Ugly winning look at Meek and Minaj,
keek a chick and to me I'm a five
Slide in in my ride this the of your life,
and I'll get you home by
Roll out the carpet when you slide by da block,
we could chop chop at the Chinese
Block smell like mad you'll get a contact high,
only 17 when the signed,
I'm like a young meek without the cookie tied
Love letter you know my shit is real,
I wrote this shit on the back off a 100 bill,
on the face in the check cash place,
ran scams since 7 in '98
Raised by the and the barbershop speech
all I need is Gina niece and that 3
DC in '09 I really you went to H.U.
you see the H that's me or the brand group
Gods son money at the N.E.F.C.U.
Palmer nigga you my best boo of course, shit
I knew you could sing you can't top I what I recorded
try and top well see who the boss is (Ugh)
I ain't even spit I this
is lossless, policy is lawless,
your mind fine but your modesty is gorgeous
I'm not to you on my fan shit,
I'm a man this women and man shit
Off the beat I'm off my dog collar,
Young nigga, old soul, my mind got
R&B got the strongest jaw powers
In my hour I'mma need you in my corner
In a of real niggas you only wind up finding talkers,
when I'm 94 I'm jay with a walker..
niggas indigenous, really be living this,
I don't fuck with just rhyme-sayers and lyricists
tha sneek, keep some heat,
that talking is weak,
Niggas need a beat or bumping in the street
after I beat be done wit you in a second,
All my real niggas really get the message
All my real niggas really really get the
All my real really really get the message

[2nd x 3
I'm energy, I'm killing energy
This got me stress, ex not a memory

[Verse 2: G]
You fuckin' wit' a dog, niggerish
B, Chef Don got the remedy,
had to go school after God testing me
God me, I'm in my bag...
Jackie on the Kadee on my lap,
she kinda young for me but nothing stopping me that,
...Maybe her dad,
Alissa bad too, I her like a can of food,
nigga wit'a boo, pay the bill past due
I keep a G on the side doing time, no
I see Samaara I put a G in her commissary
Board room fantasies, Prezy seat,
Fruit off of God's tree, I swear that is sweet,
condom bullet proof, I feel that is weak
After I beat I'll be with you in a second
you gotta switch it up to a nigga guessin',
I still see you in that hundred million dollar flick,
billionaire boy need a million dollar chick
you grown outta Nick, flicks and Disney
If it's lonely at the top I'll put you out your
If it's lonely at the top put you out your misery
(984) 6NI-GGA5, when you find time hit a nigga
when you find time hit a line
...I lying

[1st x 2

(Outro: Sample)