Luyện nghe bài hát Street King Energy Track #8

You see a nigga soft, my instinct is to lean on
A weak nigga eatin' in my hood, put a beam on 'em
These niggas aint to be eatin' yo
This sweet is sweet an' low, I'll have 'em like shit was all just a week ago

1]
Let get you niggas in the mood for love
I'm to get you in the mood for the snub and gloves
fiend, morphine, cocaine dilemma
Crack come to up that, boy I'm a chemist
F-ck pill poppin, a strap I pop
Watch the trial, see a rat rat on a rat
Got a nice gimmick going, you've hot a few summers
But I got the type of flow that'll stop World
SK, I got nothing but
me Fifty, call me Ferrari the remedy
Hi in case a hater don't remember me
I to be what these rap niggas here pretend to be
Hittin you won't be enough, you gotta finish me or Ruger time
The SR9 fragments in ya ass go blind
Times up, ya f-cked, gotta to duck, wassup

x2]
Don't me (don't, d-d-don't)
Don't me (do it)
Don't make me (you I do it)
you whats up
Don't make me you up

2]
Listen any bitch on the box aint missin'
I some of these hoes running round with Pippen
I'm writing reality it harsh
(Sean?) try to get at me he sounds washed
I aint even fire back the shits
What kind of shit is that, only happens in rap
These so fake, it make my skin crawl
Hope I aint the last real nigga up over the
Ice chunks in the chain, weight spinnin, cream
from the Benjamin's in 'em
Tom Ford, oh Lord, if I aint better I think a nigga push raw
It feels like it's never gon
A so hot, I may spend forever on top
(Forever ever) Forever in the
Cant til I got it on