Luyện nghe bài hát Sharp

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

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

[Verse 1 -
It's nothin' like where I from
That's why I shed light on the I come form
Nigeria to talk drum
The proprietor on the globe from our sun
I own it
Now on it
My mind's so when that when I go in you can't notice it no mo'
So if I down to a man
Not only do I but I provide a tan
out a van
Braggin' I am
Draped in green and red like 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 from the head
That whatever it creates it will land in the
In the pack of the
They what I do
You would think that I had a match for a
And I like Bob Backland in the booth
To bad bitches I'm 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
bad bitches I run, through
I put out I'm cummin'
I to be redundant
So I'm hopin' that period is punc-tual
On
One
Wale huh
at me

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

[Verse 2 -
The bars blade sharp and no
Cold, flow, rap nigga, you want to know
See my name on a flier then you to go
My arsenal, for an awesome show
And the discography, you got to see
It's like I snatched names off of classic
I I sort of did and I call it Daily
Conversation, I made it D.C.
The home of Wale, formerly of me
I did a stint, shout out to the south east
And slid back north of to pen more
Awesome thoughts, record and to y'all
Underrated so I over
Bars is over
They hot now, when Tor' drop it's 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 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 under the sun
Talk sharp a razor blade
Ha, uh

[Chorus 2 - Kingpin
And it a ton
My Kingpin Slim and I'ma son of a gun
And I master every under the sun
Talk sharp a razor blade
Ha

3 - Kingpin Slim]
I'm to the impostors

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

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

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

I'm convertible
I ain't play no more I to coachin'
And I rarely get credit so I keep cash me
Cocaine is a hell of drug, ask
Yeah, this is 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 every trade 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 trade under the sun
Talk sharp a razor blade