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

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

[Intro: 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

[Verse 1: G]
Even if her friends block she gon' want it more,
shorty stay around like niggas do stores
niggas winning look at Meek and Minaj,
keek a dime and to me I'm a five
Slide in in my ride this the time of life,
and I'll get you by 9:45
Roll out the dingy carpet you slide by da block,
we could chop at the Chinese spot
Block smell like mad weed you'll get a high,
only 17 when the signed,
I'm like a meek without the cookie braids tied
letter flow you know my shit is real,
I wrote this on the back off a 100 dollar bill,
on the face in the check cash place,
ran money scams 7 in '98
Raised by the barbershop and the speech
all I need is Gina and that Barbershop 3
DC in '09 I really wish you to H.U.
you see the H Wings that's me or the group
Gods son nephew 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 this well see who the is (Ugh)
I ain't even spit I this
Quality is lossless, is lawless,
your body mind fine but your is gorgeous
I'm not to you on my fan shit,
I'm a classic man women and man shit
Off the beat I'm off my dog collar,
Young nigga, old soul, my mind got
R&B women got the strongest jaw
In my hour I'mma need you in my corner
In a world of real niggas you only wind up talkers,
when I'm 94 I'm jay with a walker..
'Burb niggas indigenous, really be this,
I don't fuck with rappers just and lyricists
Keek tha sneek, keep heat,
talking shit is weak,
Niggas need a beat or something in the street
after I I'll be done wit you in a second,
All my real niggas really get the message
All my real niggas really get the message
All my real niggas really get the message

Hook] x 3
I'm killing energy, I'm killing
bitch got me stress, ex not a memory

[Verse 2: G]
You wit' a dog, niggerish tendencies
Chef B, Don got the remedy,
had to go summer school God testing me
God me, I'm in my bag...
on the text Kadee on my lap,
she young for me but nothing stopping me from that,
...Maybe her dad,
Alissa bad too, I keep her a can of food,
nigga side boo, pay the bill past due
I keep a G on the side doing time, no
Tomorrow I see I put a G in her commissary
Board room fantasies, Vice seat,
Fruit off of God's tree, I swear that is sweet,
bullet proof, I feel that shit is weak
After I beat be done with you in a second
you switch it up to keep a nigga guessin',
I still see you in that hundred million dollar flick,
billionaire boy need a hundred million dollar
you grown Nick, short flicks and Disney
If lonely 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 nigga
when you time hit a nigga line
...I lying

Hook] x 2

(Outro: Sample)