Luyện nghe bài hát Street King Energy Track #8

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

1]
Let Drake get you niggas in the mood for
I'm back to get you in the for the snub and gloves
Dope fiend, morphine, dilemma
Crack come to cooking up that, boy I'm a
F-ck pill poppin, a strap I pop
Watch the trial, see a rat rat on a rat
Got a gimmick going, you've been hot a few summers
But I got the of flow that'll stop World hunger
SK, I got nothing but
Call me Fifty, call me the remedy
Hi again in a hater don't remember me
I happen to be what these rap niggas pretend to be
Hittin you won't be enough, you gotta finish me or it's time
The SR9 fragments in ya ass go blind
up, ya f-cked, gotta learn 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 mean some of these hoes running round with
I'm writing it sounds harsh
(Sean?) try to get at me he sounds washed
I aint even fire back the shits
What kind of is that, this only happens in rap
These so fake, it make my skin crawl
I aint the last real nigga up over the wall
Ice chunks in the chain, weight spinnin, linen
from the Benjamin's in 'em
Tom Ford, oh Lord, if I aint know better I think a push raw
It like it's never gon stop
A so hot, I may spend forever on top
(Forever ever) in the drop
til I got it on lock