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 girls in the world my legacy
my daughter and who i the baddest in the century

1: Naww G]
Even if her cock block she gon' want it more,
shorty around like niggas do liquor stores
Ugly niggas look at Meek and Minaj,
keek a chick and to me I'm a five
in in my ride this the time of your life,
and get you home by 9:45
Roll out the dingy carpet when you by da block,
we could chop chop at the spot
Block smell like mad you'll get a contact high,
17 when the contract signed,
I'm like a young meek the cookie braids tied
Love letter 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 scams since 7 in '98
by the barbershop and the barbershop speech
all I need is Gina niece and that 3
DC in '09 I really wish you to H.U.
you see the H Wings me or the brand group
son nephew money at the N.E.F.C.U.
Arnold nigga you my best boo of course, shit
I knew that you could you can't top I what I recorded
try and top this see who the boss is (Ugh)
I even spit I coughed 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 classic man this women and man
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 finest 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..
'Burb niggas indigenous, really be this,
I don't fuck with rappers just and lyricists
Keek tha sneek, some heat,
talking shit is weak,
Niggas a beat or something bumping in the street
after I beat be done wit you in a second,
All my real niggas really really get the
All my niggas really really get the message
All my real niggas really really get the

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

[Verse 2: G]
You fuckin' 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 kinda young for me but stopping me from that,
...Maybe her dad,
bad too, I keep her like a can of food,
nigga wit'a boo, pay the bill past due
I a G on the side doing time, no solitary
I see Samaara I put a G in her commissary
Board fantasies, Vice Prezy seat,
Fruit off of God's tree, I swear shit is sweet,
condom bullet proof, I that shit is weak
After I beat be done with you in a second
you gotta it up to keep a nigga guessin',
I wanna see you in that hundred million dollar flick,
billionaire boy need a million dollar chick
you grown outta Nick, short flicks and
If it's lonely at the top I'll put you out misery
If lonely at the top I'll put you out your misery
(984) 6NI-GGA5, when you time hit a nigga line
when you find time hit a nigga
...I ain't

[1st x 2

(Outro: Sample)