Luyện nghe bài hát Slugg

[Verse 1: Team]
to being on the road
Now we hella' dope
My girl and life, she strike a
you see 'er bro
Front pay
Not the token niggas
We them niggas niggas
Keep it figure roll
Iced out rope
way to Cuban, oh
Sit this good, you just a clone
Run house, my Adidas on
out, young [?] along
Boy, you broke, you could use a
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 hoes used to
Troubled world, and my music
the word, yeah, we used to thuggin'
Got a chain, make it something
Why you Need for-real budget
Gold for gold, as well, fuck it
always tryna' sell somethin'
Actin' if these mail somethin'
That fame shit got a
My new thing count a
You know we gettin' it, ain't floss
Roamin' the city, I was lost
was you, man, you never call
On the phone, know when labels
the streets, I got a sacred heart

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

[Spoken Barloe Team]
Fuck, nigga
[?] got rap no
That was [?] five, bro
This might bring the hood in itself
My shit
maggin'
808 the Mafia, nigga

[Outro: Badu]
I'm a recovering undercover
Recovering a love I can't get over