Luyện nghe bài hát No Slack in My Mack

I got a lot of profits in my
I can throw them to the sky if you bitches care to it
I'm cocky, switch the topic, the rocks up in the projects
Treat your pussies like they're objects, you can stop the progress
Powder and vegetables
Trap exceptional
and some decimals
Leaking out my
Bitch, I'm a
Bitch, I am
X-Men guns, catch me like the Sentinel
Flamethrower fire make a melt
Steady the product moving quick like a conveyor belt
You save yourself
Praying for your saviors
Ima straight flay you and display you on my favorite
Ugly Yeah you see the chain
Yeah you see them hoes to me say my name
I'm in Chevy thing slinging banging run the game
You even see me fuckboy, we are not the same

I'm fly (Why's that?)
I got (Why's that?)
There ain't no in my mack

Got (Got guns)
Got (Got bread)
ain't no slack in my mack

No in my mack x8
Get the x8

I'll you mad mother fuckers
I keep it Murphy
Laying in the hood, yeah I'm dying where they me
Ima gobble up these goblins and goons like they're turkey
I'm spitting out their in my Patron, Lord have mercy
Swag like nicotine, get enough
I'm bad for your health boy I'm dangerous stuff
Lungs full of smoke and a bag full of
Not the of a Dutch just a bag full of guts
Balling on my mind, kareem abdula
Pull a V. and Prada
to get inside her
Call my easy-rider
Call my the equalizer
Call my I'm the supplier
Call my bluff I'm not a
You're the liar when you're on your back
With a bullet in your head thinking back on all that whack you said
You can never cause you're dead
I'm ripping you to
Mane is not right in the head