Luyện nghe bài hát Meat

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

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