Luyện nghe bài hát Sharp

[Intro - talking]
K.B. what up? Jonas up? Haha. Check it. Uh

[Chorus -
And it a ton
Dub A.L.E., a son of a gun
And I master every under the sun
Talk sharp like a razor under the tongue, nigga
And it a ton
Dub A.L.E., a son of a gun
And I master every trade the sun
Talk like a razor blade
Ha, uh

1 - Wale]
It's nothin' like I come from
That's why I light on the darker I come form
Nigeria inspired to drum
The soul proprietor on the from our sun
I own it
Now on it
My mind's so bright when that I go in you can't notice it no mo'
So if I down to a man
Not do I enlighten but I provide a tan
out a van
Braggin' I am
Draped in green and red flag of Sudan
you pretend, and you niggas so pretentious
I love a Tracey Ross but I keep a girlfriend, look
Warm is a pen from the hand from the
That it creates it will land in the hand
In the pack of the
lack what I do
You would think I had a match for a tooth
And I snap Bob Backland in the booth
To bad I'm about as bashful as Luke
I and the Swishers
Two dyke bitches I'm filmin' them picnic, yum
The son
Prodigal, the
That's Mobb and that is no pun
Do
Straight bad bitches I run,
I put out when I'm
I to be redundant
So I'm hopin' that your is punc-tual
On
One
Folarin huh
at me

[Chorus -
And it a ton
Dub A.L.E., a son of a gun
And I master trade under the sun
Talk like a razor blade under the tongue, nigga
And it a ton
Dub A.L.E., a son of a gun
And I master every trade the sun
Talk sharp like a razor
Ha

[Verse 2 -
The bars razor blade and no
Cold, Antarctic flow, rap nigga, you to know
See my name on a flier you ought to go
My arsenal, makes for an show
And the discography, you got to see
It's like I snatched off of classic LP's
I guess I sort of did and I it Daily
Conversation, abbreviation I it D.C.
The home of Wale, home of me
I did a little stint, out to the south east
And slid back north of to pen more
Awesome thoughts, record and forward to
Underrated so I over
Bars is over
They hot now, Tor' drop it's over for 'em
I'm light years ahead of you right
So the Wale can leave the hook right

[Chorus -
And it a ton
Dub A.L.E., a son of a gun
And I master every under the sun
Talk sharp like a razor blade the tongue, nigga
And it a ton
Dub A.L.E., a son of a gun
And I master every under the sun
Talk like a razor blade
Ha, uh

2 - Kingpin Slim]
And it a ton
My name's Slim and I'ma son of a gun
And I master every trade the sun
Talk sharp like a blade
Ha

[Verse 3 - Kingpin
I'm to the impostors

They impressed my pimp posture
shine hard, you'll squint at the roster
Fuck around you need a stint at the doctors
be careful
Fuck you should fearful
We tote toast we careful

I smiles at the mean looks
Got a little too confidence and seem shook
Use my watch as a pawn to get your took
I got a fetish for fresh, I'm a clean
And I don't a coupon when I cop a Coupe
Cause I'm a baller all y'all niggas do is lock the
You're that's your girl
She's a
I treat Arnette like a net I stop and shoot

Even if I miss she rebound
Homie, got the industry DMV now
I know gon' see me unless they senile
I pray I stay up out the and the penile

I'm convertible
I ain't play no more I to coachin'
And I get credit so I keep cash with me
is a hell of drug, ask Whitney
Yeah, this is on Creatine
D.C. to blow, we know cause we the guillotine

[Chorus -
And it a ton
Dub A.L.E., a son of a gun
And I every trade under the sun
sharp like a razor blade under the tongue, nigga
And it a ton
Dub A.L.E., a son of a gun
And I master every trade the sun
Talk sharp like a blade