Luyện nghe bài hát Slugs

Young nigga takin' off on them
Young nigga in that work
nigga let that chopper do the murking
No but I leave him in the dirt
Young throwin' up their sets
Us niggas running these checks
jam I still no flex
Wearin' Nikes when I'm through a check
I'm on that same thing, look at change man
I'm running through a mothafuckin' check dawg
Give me my man
This ain't no game man, how this chain hang
I'm just running through a mothafuckin' check

Chasing this check I'm not athletics
But I keep my money in
If I make the call just know I got young
Who ride like American
They hustle for deal in that kitchen they
A fool with the D Ibaka
No dealer but for the right price
They prescribe like a doctor
Drop this wet, I it rainy weather
Chopper's like it's not together
Mister is fly and I am not a feather
I just hold these up like I'm Roc-A-Fella
If your bitch is lame I am not the seller
She can be with me it's what I'm not to her
Like to it low like I'm a acapella
If she here for dick I am not to fill her
me my check if not a minute later
Swangers I'm tippin', should've been
Look a swamp 'cause everything is Gator
You don't like me, then you been a hater
I'm sick bitch, I'm sick I should've a fever
Fuckin' with me, the is where I leave ya
Gon' be a 'fore someone relieve yah
Got bitch jumpin' like you had a seizure

Young nigga takin' off on percs
Young nigga in that work
Young let that chopper do the murking
No Nowitzki but I him in the dirt
Young niggas up their sets
Us running through these checks
Hundred jam I still no
Wearin' Nikes when I'm running a check
I'm on that same thing, look at change man
I'm just running through a check dawg
me my change man
This ain't no game man, how this chain hang
I'm just running a mothafuckin' check dawg

You not gettin' them racks, oh where they do at?
My neck, my wrist, my ears, and my fingers are on wet
I told that lil bitch to hop into my coupe, her like a lil pet
Copped me a Vette then I wrecked it, then I copped a and wrecked it
I got real
They pull up with woolas and all kind of TEC 9s and
We talk on the I just tell 'em stay reckless
My she gon' shoot, she a buddha
Chinese and
Her looking closed
She gon' 'til she capture me
These are so after me
This ice on my neck is so wet like it me
I get dope from the Pope
While I get sex on the banana
I can't save her, she stay afloat
I'll detain a baby for dope
Whip it! Whip it! I have a stroke
it, throw it, catch it, no Ebola
Treat my dogs like no con-soda
you once I bang red, Coca Cola