Luyện nghe bài hát TV in the Radio

(Wale)
Wale, I kick it, I it like Olindo
I wear my Nike in Gucci
I don't no Timbo
I it any tempo
I'm off the indo
I'm poppin champagne, drinkin till I'm out the windooow, haha If the autotune's gone bet they'll all tune in
So do it bigger than an Audemar wrist watch
Hip-Hop slackin, why they gettin when these niggas is actin?
They phony, should get Tonies for the thing that they be
It's utterly bologna so I'm Muslim to rappers
yappin they lucky we don't clap em
And have them people leakin they're CD isn't mastered
CD is in plasic, niggas is has-beens
We ain't makin friends while these niggas is
Dig, niggas is fake joe
need to wake up, we the fuckin clock radios

(HOOK)
We original officially the original
If we wasn't so original we'd be criminal
and K'naan they don't know is they're radio
How the hell did they fit the TV in the

(Wale)
They me go in, no problem I'mma go in
And shy from drama, I ain't run away from no man
And there been no buster prepared for you suckas
Then they'll play with Mario Brothers it was duck hunt
That's to my mama, since I was in a starter
A nigga been a before I forfeited my scholar
Shit didn't college, shit wasn't a problem
Shit my is here I'm who they call up
So I still be on that yard with a feely of that
From the city the Philly women to menage
I put em on pause since Manilli been involved
Though everybody's on me like the Milli V
Now I'm from the D Dot where we not no
We talkin B blockers us with deep pockets
See not no fad or no phenom
But he be's on that web like he with Pete Parker
Me I'm not shy and my partner's
K'naan and my buzz is too big like
Ballin, Folarin so goddamn
Fat rhymes everytime bitch Roseanne bars...

(HOOK)

(K'naan)
I don't know why the industry wanna me a secret
And Wale been tellin other take a deep breath
And don't perform after him or you regret
I they didn't get the memo or the leaflet
You if you was harder than me then you'd be led
And if you had more street cred then you'd be
And I'm Somali so I I'm just trynna eat bread
Fuckin with my people well that's called the Ledge
Needless to say I rap beef to piglets
Make you speechless, you bloody, make you teethless
Then the blood drip on the floor pieces
I been on red carpets than Ryan Seacrest
Don't cross me cause my friend I'm no
I turn cheecks or draw blood like leeches
And my a nut me spark in heaters
Get your ass privileges with meters
Do I condone it or is this some small talk?
Course not, I'm big like nut
Under pressure I don't like my pores shut
I'm from the ten shacks where mishaps get fix fast by klacks and big bwaps
And inside they think rap
My pen sparks the I fench off tar
No sixteen, no vaccine, I'm so my ten bars cough
Now I'm off

(Wale)
Hold up, hold up, up