Luyện nghe bài hát Sharp

[Intro - Wale
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 every trade 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 trade the sun
Talk like a razor blade
Ha, uh

[Verse 1 -
It's nothin' like where I from
That's why I shed 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 that when I go in you can't notice it no mo'
So if I talk to a man
Not only do I enlighten but I a tan
out a van
Braggin' I am
Draped in green and red like flag of
While you pretend, and you so pretentious
I a Tracey 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
lack what I do
You would that I had a match for a tooth
And I like Bob Backland in the booth
To bad bitches I'm about as as Luke
I and the Swishers
Two dyke bitches while I'm filmin' picnic, yum
The son
Prodigal, the
That's Mobb Deep and is no pun
Do
Straight bad bitches I run,
I put out I'm cummin'
I to be redundant
So I'm hopin' that your period is
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 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 under the sun
Talk sharp like a blade
Ha

[Verse 2 -
The bars razor sharp and no
Cold, flow, rap nigga, you want to know
See my name on a flier then you to go
My arsenal, makes for an show
And the discography, you got to see
It's like I snatched names off of classic
I guess I sort of did and I call it
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 north of course to pen more
Awesome thoughts, record and to y'all
Underrated so I over
is over y'all
They hot now, Tor' drop it's over for 'em
I'm light years ahead of you tiers
So the homie can leave the hook right

[Chorus -
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 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 like a razor
Ha, uh

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

[Verse 3 - Kingpin
I'm important to the

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

I flash smiles at the looks
Got a little too much and seem shook
Use my as a pawn to get your queen took
I got a fetish for fresh, I'm a crook
And I need a coupon when I cop a Coupe
Cause I'm a baller all y'all niggas do is the hoop
You're sayin' your girl
a prostitute
I treat Arnette like a net when I stop and

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

I'm coastin'
I play no more I converted to coachin'
And I get credit so I keep cash with me
Cocaine is a 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 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 under the sun
Talk sharp like a blade