Luyện nghe bài hát Sharp

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

- Wale]
And it a ton
Dub A.L.E., a son of a gun
And I master trade under the sun
Talk sharp 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
sharp like a razor blade
Ha, uh

[Verse 1 -
It's nothin' like I come from
That's why I light on the darker I come form
Nigeria inspired to drum
The proprietor on the globe from our sun
I own it
Now on it
My mind's so bright when that when I go in you can't it no mo'
So if I talk to a man
Not only do I but I provide a tan
out a van
Braggin' I am
Draped in green and red like flag of
While you pretend, and you niggas so
I love a Ross but I don't keep a girlfriend, look
is a pen from the hand from the head
That whatever it creates it will in the hand
In the pack of the
They lack I do
You would think I had a match for a tooth
And I like Bob Backland in the booth
To bad I'm about as bashful as Luke
I Freaknik's and the
Two dyke bitches I'm filmin' them picnic, yum
The son
Prodigal, the
That's Deep and that is no pun
Do
Straight bad bitches I run,
I put out when I'm
I love to be
So I'm hopin' your period 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 every trade the sun
Talk sharp a razor blade under the tongue, nigga
And it a ton
Dub A.L.E., a son of a gun
And I every trade under the sun
Talk sharp a razor blade
Ha

2 - Torae]
The bars razor sharp and no
Cold, Antarctic flow, rap nigga, you to know
See my on a flier then you ought to go
My arsenal, makes for an awesome
And the discography, you got to see
It's like I snatched names off of LP's
I guess I sort of did and I it Daily
Conversation, abbreviation I it D.C.
The home of Wale, formerly of me
I did a little stint, shout out to the east
And slid back north of to pen more
Awesome thoughts, record and to y'all
Underrated so I charge
is over y'all
They hot now, when Tor' it's over for 'em
I'm light years of you right tiers
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 trade 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 trade under the sun
sharp like a razor blade
Ha, uh

[Chorus 2 - Slim]
And it a ton
My name's Slim and I'ma son of a gun
And I every trade under the sun
Talk like a razor blade
Ha

[Verse 3 - Slim]
I'm important to the

They impressed with my pimp
Team shine hard, squint at the roster
Fuck around you gon' a stint at the doctors
Clown be
Fuck boys you fearful
We toast like we careful

I flash at the mean looks
Got a too much confidence and seem shook
Use my watch as a pawn to get your took
I got a fetish for fresh, I'm a crook
And I don't need a when I cop a Coupe
I'm a baller all y'all niggas do is lock the hoop
You're sayin' that's girl
a prostitute
I Arnette like a net when I stop and shoot

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

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

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