Luyện nghe bài hát Slick Talk

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

Activation,
Maturation, Process rap game too
Grab your lady, masturbation on her
A patient acting patient, so complacent
Comfortable, a basic of shit
my own, I own my dick
Go shaloma and roll
With the clique of fold of big
Ya'll know I activated
When I came in bitch
the 6, I dont care
About being and shit
I was a bad little never had, get the bag
Give it to my fam, I am who I am
Hope I get a jam in the jam
Had a dream of eating lamb in the
And the label come off fam the ram
Martin, Gina, Cole, Tommy, and Pam
Start boy, you die where you stand

This the type of that have niggas in beef
Dat talk followed by some stick talk then sleep
Pissed off, I done took my fifth this week
Big dog, I can that shit off like fleas
I got shit to say, but I'ma keep my list short
I know alotta your
Not fuck with this part
I'm done, please know that
I was trying to diss
if this is a competition
Then I'm setting bar
In my city, who's me?
I'm in my own lane
Nickel said J.I.D. so flame I rap
I'm from East like
Gucci and Travis
But my story is to
The hare and the
Pen so sharp stories
You I forged it
Back in the fourth
Never Curious George
My nigga kept a little 40
Inside his North
a nigga with no face
And the court case
Coming from ball practice
the street the short way
We from the East, but
Gave a reason to try
You it's soft pussy, niggas eat the Sorbet
Or your face, squeeze the heat
Then leaving your
I've been telling you life's a
But it's a beach in case
been yelling and throwing fits
I'm of screaming all day
I've been fighting these demons all day
Man, this shit ain't never 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 you, then
Uhh uhh uhh uhh

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

Look ok, fuck what a say
My mama I made it
Lift my to sky, I cry and begin prayer
Thanks to the maker, got me out of an place
My nigga gone for 17 years a cicada
More than a for me to get off my anus
And ass like I'm Danny Mainus
Put the pen pad to the
Big mad with a painting
Splish splash, scenes from dim lit past
Dimwit, shit syndicate with the pen grip
Ripping shit, intimate, infinite kicking
Let's
your list? Your top 10?
Let's just say whoever better
I'm ready now, I was then
I was headed down the
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, doing
I'm a now, you are my child
Or you aren't my
I'm on Maury now, and I'm loud
The are found, you did not pull out
It's killer's bitch like a doggy pound
We now
I want the ring, cars, clothes, all the
You my heart, re-organizing
Really trying to be about it
But I got a like a fucking dealer
Dreamville rhyme
I killed a rapper
Nigga, a gun and a bullet

I niggas looking for a problem
But we don't move 'till 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 pray to God that he get you
Better pray to God that he 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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