Luyện nghe bài hát Slugg

[Verse 1: Barloe
to being on the road
Now we hella' dope
My and life, she strike a pose
you see 'er bro
Front pay
Not the niggas though
We them niggas niggas
Keep it pimpin' figure
out nigga rope
way to Cuban, oh
Sit this good, you just a clone
Run house, my Adidas on
Smoked out, [?] along
Boy, you broke, you use a loan
Sitting pretty, got titties [?]
room, we been gettin' it on
Shell Toes out
MAC, Glock, it out
Fuck, off
Yikes, yeeks, pints,
Spade, who got sweet-sixteens?

2: 21 Savage]
Double-dutch, and used to jumpin'
Troubled world, and my music
Fuck the word, yeah, we to thuggin'
Got a chain, gotta it something
Why you Need for-real budget
Gold for gold, might as well, it
Slubbin' always tryna' somethin'
if these nigga' mail somethin'
That fame shit got a
My new thing count a
You know we gettin' it, ain't floss
Roamin' through the city, I was
Where was you, man, you never
On the phone, know labels call
Bless the streets, I got a heart

[Verse 3: Team]
You know they gon' say
they feel like, cos' you gon' do the same
Whenever you feel like you gotta know who they gon'
Had to how to move
Couple in the room
Had to how to use my tools
great, I'm great, yeah
Celebrate everyday,
god for today, ay
Earn 8-ball, the 'nother half talkin' 'bout the bay
I just need a Benz, I need [?]
For a dare, I got a word
You ain't to work, but you gotta work
Gotta your daddy's work, woo
we was on the perc
Fresh trippin', he was on them
Goose trippin', me the worst
I my nigga, shoulda' called him first

[Spoken Word: Barloe
Fuck, nigga
[?] got rap no
shit was [?] five, bro
This might the hood back in itself
My shit
maggin'
808 the motherfuckin' Mafia,

[Outro: Erykah
I'm a recovering undercover
Recovering from a love I can't get