Luyện nghe bài hát Slave

I'm the ahh, I'm gettin the ahh from the
weak shit I hear no lyrical styles come near
to the one who boasts Buck
On the mic truck, cuz I never a fuck
I hate the weak shit, man it be fuckin with my
I peeped how radio be to take control
me to get a little lighter on my lyrics
But if it ain't real on the mic I can't it
Straight from my bloodstream, I pump
Nevertheless, it in your chest like stress
Rhythm and blues is not in my environment
And when I "slowww dowwwn" time to take a hit
But I fall off, call off your set
and if you never me, then you never knew wreck
Look of the mind and see
Cause you might be trapped with a like me

I feel I'm trapped in the motherfuckin cave
To the rhythm I'm a slave, lookin in my
vein bustin out my neck, you see the rage
I move I groove cuz I'm into, the stage
of the Buckshot, black, I'm it back
to the roots, like Timberland boots, home on my
And I don't give a what you say
rap, get the gun clap, day after day
Niggaz don't play on the d low, kid you know my
I roll on more than cee-lo
We just bumrush your set
Me AND my niggaz on the real mic
my nigga Smif gettin swift on the gift
Then I toss another to my nigga Wessun
And my nigga Five from the tribe of
Pass the I, bitch yo pass the boom
Whenever you're ready I'ma take you into the
Deep in the of a slave