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
niggas aint supposed to be eatin' yo
This sweet is sweet an' low, I'll have 'em like shit was all just a week ago

1]
Let Drake get you niggas in the for love
I'm back to get you in the mood for the snub and
Dope fiend, morphine, dilemma
Crack come to cooking up that, boy I'm a
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 that'll stop World hunger
SK, I got nothing but
Call me Fifty, call me Ferrari the
Hi again in case a hater remember me
I happen to be what these rap here pretend to be
Hittin you won't be enough, you gotta finish me or it's time
The SR9 ricochet in ya ass go blind
Times up, ya f-cked, learn to duck, wassup

x2]
Don't me (don't, d-d-don't)
make 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 it sounds harsh
(Sean?) try to get at me he sounds washed
I even fire back the shits washed
kind of shit is that, this only happens in rap
These niggas so fake, it my skin crawl
Hope I aint the last real up over the wall
Ice chunks in the chain, weight spinnin, cream
Bulges from the in 'em
Tom Ford, oh Lord, if I aint know better I think a nigga raw
It feels like never gon stop
A so hot, I may spend forever on top
(Forever ever) in the drop
til I got it on lock