Luyện nghe bài hát Slugg

[Verse 1: Barloe
Used to being on the
Now we hella' dope
My girl and life, she a pose
you see 'er bro
pay centerfold
Not the token though
We niggas niggas know
Keep it figure roll
Iced out rope
way to Cuban, oh
Sit this good, you just a clone
Run this house, my on
out, young [?] along
Boy, you broke, you could use a
Sitting pretty, got titties [?]
Margaret's room, we gettin' it on
Shell Toes out
MAC, Glock, it out
Fuck, off
Yikes, yeeks, pints,
Spade, who got sweet-sixteens?

[Verse 2: 21
Double-dutch, and used to jumpin'
Troubled world, and my bustin'
Fuck the word, yeah, we used to
Got a chain, gotta it something
Why you frontin'? Need for-real
Gold for gold, might as well, it
always tryna' sell somethin'
Actin' if nigga' mail somethin'
That fame shit got a
My new thing count a
You know we gettin' it, gotta floss
through the city, I was lost
Where was you, man, you call
On the phone, know labels call
Bless the streets, I got a heart

[Verse 3: Barloe
You know they gon' say
Whatever they feel like, you gon' do the same
Whenever you feel like you gotta who they gon' blame
Had to how to move
Couple in the room
Had to learn how to use my
great, I'm great, yeah
Celebrate everyday,
god for today, ay
Earn 8-ball, the 'nother half talkin' 'bout the bay
I just a Benz, I need [?] askin'
For a dare, I got a word
You have to work, but you gotta work
show your daddy's work, woo
Reminiscing we was on the
Fresh trippin', he was on them
Goose trippin', me the worst
I miss my nigga, shoulda' called him

[Spoken Word: Barloe
Fuck, fuck
[?] got rap no
That was [?] five, bro
might bring the hood back in itself
My only
maggin'
808 the motherfuckin' Mafia,

Erykah Badu]
I'm a recovering undercover
Recovering a love I can't get over