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, the topic, chop the rocks up in the projects
Treat pussies like they're objects, you can never stop the progress
and some vegetables
Trap exceptional
Commas and some
Leaking out my
Bitch, I'm a
Bitch, I am
X-Men guns, catch me like the Sentinel
fire make a player melt
Steady the product moving quick like a conveyor belt
You save yourself
Praying for saviors help
Ima straight flay you and you on my favorite shelf
Ugly Yeah you see the chain
you see them hoes flock to me say my name
I'm in that Chevy thing banging run the game
You can't 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)
There ain't no in my mack

No in my mack x8
Get the x8

I'll play you mad fuckers
I keep it Eddie
Laying in the hood, yeah I'm dying where birthed me
Ima up these goblins and these goons like they're turkey
I'm spitting out their bones in my Patron, have mercy
Swag like nicotine, can't get
Plus I'm bad for your health boy I'm stuff
Lungs full of and a bag full of guts
Not the innards of a Dutch just a bag full of
Balling on my mind, kareem abdula
Pull a Louie V. and
Anything to get her
Call my easy-rider
Call my dick the
my phone I'm the supplier
Call my bluff I'm not a
the liar when you're lying on your back
With a bullet in your head thinking back on all that whack shit you
You can never attract cause you're
I'm you to shreds
Ugly is not right in the head