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

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

[Intro: G]
Not (Aye!)
Goddess, I got this

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

1: Naww G]
Even if her cock block she gon' want it more,
shorty stay around like niggas do stores
Ugly niggas winning at Meek and Minaj,
keek a dime and to me I'm a five
Slide in in my this the time of your life,
and I'll get you home by
Roll out the carpet when you slide by da block,
we could chop at the Chinese spot
Block smell like mad weed you'll get a high,
17 when the contract signed,
I'm like a young meek without the braids tied
Love letter you know my shit is real,
I wrote this on the back off a 100 dollar bill,
on the back in the check cash place,
ran scams since 7 in '98
Raised by the and the barbershop speech
all I need is Gina and that Barbershop 3
DC in '09 I really you went to H.U.
you see the H Wings that's me or the brand
Gods son nephew at the N.E.F.C.U.
Arnold Palmer nigga you my boo of course, shit
I knew that you could you can't top I what I recorded
try and top well see who the boss is (Ugh)
I even spit I coughed this
is lossless, policy is lawless,
your body mind fine but your modesty is
I'm not to you on my fan shit,
I'm a classic man this women and man
Off the I'm unleashed off my dog collar,
Young nigga, old soul, my got Alzheimer's
R&B women got the strongest jaw
In my finest hour I'mma need you in my
In a world of real niggas you wind up finding talkers,
I'm 94 I'm jay walking with a walker..
'Burb niggas indigenous, really be this,
I fuck with rappers just rhyme-sayers and lyricists
tha sneek, keep some heat,
that talking is weak,
Niggas need a beat or something bumping in the
I beat I'll be done wit you in a second,
All my real really really get the message
All my niggas really really get the message
All my real niggas 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 wit' a dog, niggerish tendencies
B, Chef Don got the remedy,
had to go summer school God testing me
God me, I'm in my bag...
Jackie on the Kadee on my lap,
she kinda for me but nothing stopping me from that,
...Maybe her dad,
Alissa bad too, I her like a can of food,
nigga wit'a side boo, pay the past due
I keep a G on the side time, no solitary
Tomorrow I see Samaara I put a G in her
room fantasies, Vice Prezy seat,
Fruit off of God's tree, I swear that is sweet,
condom bullet proof, I feel shit is weak
After I beat be done with you in a second
you gotta switch it up to keep a guessin',
I still wanna see you in hundred million dollar flick,
billionaire boy need a hundred million chick
you grown outta Nick, short flicks and
If it's at the top I'll put you out your misery
If it's lonely at the top I'll put you out your
(984) 6NI-GGA5, when you find time hit a line
when you find time hit a line
...I ain't

Hook] x 2

(Outro: Sample)