Luyện nghe bài hát Meat

Alarm clock, I hate clocks*
Hey I gotta get up
shit ya'll
1:]
I only got enough for some hamburger meat
But i still trippin that's the shit I like to eat
But my son he daddy this is all we got to eat
I'm son I'm about to sing big time
I'm downloadin' beats and I'ma start to em
And if the don't buy em I'ma kill them in they sleep
Bring the cheese
We gonna eat like the Vietnamese, Chinese, Japanese
Gettin' dirty meats, make me some stacks of G's
With the a-r automatic uzi
All you gota do is wash it off and put it in the freeze
And then we good for another of weeks
When you get older like me you'll be tuckin the
And if not you, be stuck in the street
I wanna say ya mom you, but thats up to she
But we do what we gotta do n that's get the meat
Strange got my back they hopefully
But if not they really ain't no for me
That means you goin' through the situation
That means we gone keep goin' the same shit you hatin'

Meat, we find something to eat
if we gotta go do it on the street
Even if we gotta go with the heat
if we lie to dude we gone get the meat, (meat, meat)
2:]
I got enough money for top ramen noodles
My son lookin' at me he don't wanna come to close
He saw me in the bathroom it was to late
I couldn't even keep a straight face, 2 face
All the mother fucka's around me they was to
I ain't got an out now they call me to late
Bar b q yesterday, where the was I at?
A football game where's my fuckin' hi at?
I remember lizz moore drive even that
Starin at my strange chain, thinkin' goin' back
I got a new life, get a new wife,
get a new 9, I think it was do time
No matter who's or who right
Life's like 'em up n rollin' 2 dice
slice, and my ol school homey like where you been ice
Just marinatin, stomach shit ain't been right
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shit ya'll... real shit ya'll... meat
Hey kev wake up, fadin off, meat [Fades
Yo kev up
3:]
Lil Kevin up its school time, get ya clothes on
Don't no love you like me
We in the O zone, zone
All we got to eat is bullshit
Time for you to pray, but I don't I carry full clips
You be like me cause I'ma fuck up,
And if we both fuckn' up you gone be like me
It's be a tight squeeze, we can get through this
You my 'lil nigga so nigga we do this
Shit, I can it on one hand
Old as I am I can cound it on one hand
We both Kevin
We both gotta stretch it out like a band
I got plan, I got a million of em
I'ma still wit em, I'm still run wit em
We gotta keep it goin, I'm done wit it
That's it, I'ma whipe my
I'm hella broke but I dance
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