Luyện nghe bài hát Street King Energy Track #8

You see a nigga soft, my first instinct is to on
A weak eatin' in my hood, niggas'll 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 back to get you in the mood for the and gloves
Dope fiend, morphine, dilemma
Crack to cooking up that, boy I'm a chemist
pill poppin, a strap I pop that
Watch the trial, see a rat rat on a rat
Got a nice gimmick going, you've been hot a few
But I got the type of flow that'll World hunger
SK, I got but energy
me Fifty, call me Ferrari the remedy
Hi again in a hater don't remember me
I happen to be these rap niggas here pretend to be
Hittin you be enough, you gotta finish me or it's Ruger time
The SR9 fragments ricochet in ya ass go
up, ya f-cked, gotta learn to duck, wassup

x2]
Don't me (don't, d-d-don't)
make me (do it)
Don't me (you know I do it)
Show you up
make me f-ck you up

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