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 care to drop it
I'm cocky, switch the topic, chop the up in the projects
Treat your pussies like they're objects, you can never stop the
Powder and some
game exceptional
Commas and some
out my gastrointestinal
Bitch, I'm a
Bitch, I am
X-Men guns, catch me looking like the
Flamethrower make a player melt
Steady keep the product moving quick a conveyor belt
You can't save
Praying for saviors help
Ima straight flay you and you on my favorite shelf
Ugly Yeah you see the chain
Yeah you see them hoes to me say my name
I'm in that thing slinging banging run the game
You can't even see me fuckboy, we are not the

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 no slack in my mack

No in my mack x8
Get the x8

I'll play you mad fuckers
I keep it Murphy
in the hood, yeah I'm dying where they birthed me
Ima gobble up these goblins and these goons like turkey
I'm out their bones in my Patron, Lord have mercy
Swag nicotine, can't get enough
Plus I'm bad for your health boy I'm dangerous
Lungs of smoke 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 V. and Prada
Anything to get her
my chopper easy-rider
Call my dick the
Call my I'm the supplier
my bluff I'm not a liar
You're the liar you're lying on your back
With a bullet in your head thinking back on all that whack shit you
You can attract cause you're dead
I'm ripping you to
Ugly is not right in the head