Luyện nghe bài hát Slick Talk

Activate, activate,
Activate, activate,
You know I'm about to
Activate, activate,
Activate, activate,
Kenny!

Activation,
Maturation, Process rap game too
Grab your lady, on her face
A acne patient patient, so complacent
Comfortable, a bowl of shit
my own, I own my dick
Go shaloma unpredictable and
With the clique of of big clips
Ya'll know I feel
When I in this bitch
Claiming the 6, I dont
About being and shit
I was a bad little had, nigga get the bag
it back to my fam, I am who I am
Hope I get a jam in the jam
Had a dream of lamb in the lamb'
And the label off fam with the ram
Martin, Gina, Cole, Tommy, and Pam
Start boy, you die where you stand

This the type of shit that niggas in beef
Dat slick talk followed by some stick talk sleep
Pissed off, I done took my fifth loss this
Big dog, I can scratch that off like fleas
I got alotta shit to say, but I'ma my list short
I know alotta your
Not gon' fuck this part
When I'm done, please that
I was trying to diss
if this is a competition
Then I'm this bar
In my city, with me?
I'm in my own Jack
Nickel said J.I.D. so flame I rap
I'm from Atlanta like
and Travis Porter
But my is similar to
The hare and the
Pen so sharp stories
You I forged it
in the fourth grade
Never read Curious
My nigga kept a little 40
Inside his Face
a nigga with no face
And the court case
Coming home from ball
Took the the short way
We from the East, but
Gave niggas a to try
You think it's pussy, niggas eat the Sorbet
Or eating your face, squeeze the
Then your place
been telling you life's a bitch
But it's a in your case
I've been yelling and fits
I'm of screaming all day
I've been fighting these fucking all day
Man, shit ain't never been easy
Maybe I just a breather
Hand boy the blower, let me squeeze it
Blow a little steam, ain't hating, I'm just
Niggas know what I
But niggas don't what I been through
So, if I offend you,
Uhh uhh uhh uhh

I heard niggas looking for a
But we don't even 'til' the rent due
My niggas hands itching rob something
pray to god that he don't get you
Better pray to god that he get you
Better to god that he don't get you
Better to god that he don't get you
Oh
Better to god

ok, fuck what a nigga say
My mama think I it
Lift my to sky, I cry and begin prayer
to the maker, got me out of an awful place
My nigga gone for 17 years like a
than a motivator for me to get off my anus
And kick ass like I'm Danny
Put the pen pad to the
Big mad with a brush
splash, drawing scenes from dim lit past
Dimwit, pimp syndicate with the pen grip
Ripping shit, intimate, infinite rhyme
Let's
Who's list? Your top 10?
Let's just say whoever than
I'm ready now, I was ready
I was down the aisle
Rap game in a wedding
She me the ring
I said, "Yes" and vowed for now
On the honeymoon, getting now
On a money pile, doggystyle
I'm a now, you are my child
Or you my child
I'm on Maury now, and I'm loud
The results are found, you did not out
It's your killer's bitch like a doggy
We now
I want the ring, cars, clothes, all the
You broke my heart,
Really trying to be about it
But I got a killer like a fucking
Dreamville rhyme
I killed a rapper
Nigga, this a gun and a

I heard looking for a problem
But we even move 'till the rent due
My niggas hands finna rob something
Better to god that he don't get you
Better pray to God that he get you
Better pray to God he don't get you
pray to God that he don't get you

(Not that I need it, nigga is capped as fuck man
Ain't no for real, super Captain
Oh your nigga's from)
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