Luyện nghe bài hát Slick Talk

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

Activation,
Maturation, rap game too saturated
Grab your lady, masturbation on her
A acne acting patient, so complacent
Comfortable, a basic of shit
Hold my own, I own my
Go shaloma and roll
With the clique of fold of big
Ya'll I feel activated
I came in this bitch
Claiming the 6, I dont
being famous and shit
I was a bad little never had, 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 come off fam with 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 slick talk followed by some stick then 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 with this
When I'm done, please that
I was trying to diss
Cuz' if this is a
Then I'm setting bar
In my city, who's me?
I'm in my own lane
said J.I.D. so flame I propane rap
I'm from Atlanta like
Gucci and Porter
But my is similar to
The hare and the
Pen so told stories
You I forged it
Back in the grade
Never Curious George
My nigga Corey a little 40
Inside his North
Left a with no face
And beat the case
Coming from ball practice
Took the the short way
We the East, but never
Gave niggas a to try
You think it's pussy, niggas eat the Sorbet
Or eating your face, the heat
Then your place
been telling you life's a bitch
But it's a beach in your
I've been yelling and fits
I'm of screaming all day
I've been fighting these fucking all day
Man, this shit never been easy
I just need a breather
Hand boy the blower, let me squeeze it
Blow a little steam, ain't hating, I'm heated
know what I mean
But niggas don't know I been through
So, if I you, then
Uhh uhh uhh uhh

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

Look ok, what a nigga 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 for 17 years like a cicada
More a motivator for me to get off my anus
And kick ass like I'm Mainus
Put the pen pad to the
Big mad a painting brush
Splish splash, drawing from dim lit past
Dimwit, shit syndicate with the pen grip
Ripping shit, intimate, infinite rhyme
begin
Who's list? Your top 10?
Let's just say whoever than
I'm ready now, I was then
I was headed down the
Rap game in a gown
She me the ring
I said, "Yes" and for forever now
On the honeymoon, getting now
On a money pile, doggystyle
I'm a father now, you are my
Or you my child
I'm on Maury now, and I'm loud
The results are found, you did not out
It's your bitch like a doggy pound
We now
I want the ring, cars, clothes, all the
You broke my heart,
Really trying to be about it
But I got a like a fucking dealer
Dreamville spiller
I shoulda a rapper
Nigga, this a gun and a

I heard niggas for a problem
But we don't even move the rent due
My niggas hands itching finna rob
Better pray to god he don't get you
Better pray to God he don't 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
no captain for real, super Captain
Oh your nigga's from)
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