Luyện nghe bài hát Meat

Alarm clock, I hate clocks*
Hey I gotta get up
shit ya'll
1:]
I only got enough for some hamburger meat
But i still ain't trippin that's the shit I to eat
But my son he like this is all we got to eat
I'm like son I'm about to big time
I'm downloadin' beats and I'ma writin' to em
And if the fans don't buy em I'ma kill them in sleep
the extra cheese
We gonna eat somehow like the Vietnamese, Chinese,
Gettin' meats, make me some fuckn' stacks of G's
With the a-r automatic uzi
All you do is wash it off and then put it in the freeze
And we good for another couple of weeks
When you get older me you'll be tuckin the heat
And if not you, you'll be stuck in the
I wanna say ya mom love you, but up to she
But we gonna do what we gotta do n get the meat
Strange music got my back they
But if not really ain't no hope for me
That means you goin' the same situation
That means we gone keep goin' through the shit you hatin'

Meat, we gotta something to eat
Even if we go do it on the street
Even if we go shootin' with the heat
Even if we lie to dude we get the meat, (meat, meat)
2:]
I only got enough for top ramen noodles
My son lookin' at me he don't wanna come to close
He saw me in the bathroom cryin' it was to
I even keep a straight face, like 2 face
All the mother around me they was to fake
I ain't got an album out now call me to late
Bar b q yesterday, the fuck was I at?
A football game my mother fuckin' hi at?
I remember lizz moore drive even after
at my strange chain, thinkin' ain't goin' back
I got a new life, get a new wife,
I'ma get a new 9, I it was do time
No matter who's wrong or who
Life's like shakin' 'em up n 2 dice
slice, and my ol school homey like where you been ice
Just marinatin, stomach achein shit been right
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[Background
Real ya'll... real shit ya'll... meat
Hey kev wake up, off, meat [Fades Out:]
Yo kev up
3:]
Lil Kevin wake up its school time, get ya on
Don't no body you like me
We in the O zone, twilight
All we got to eat today is
Time for you to pray, but I don't pray I full clips
You be like me cause I'ma fuck up,
And if we both fuckn' up you gone be just me
It's gone be a tight squeeze, we can get this
You my 'lil so nigga we gone do this
Shit, I can count it on one
Old as I am I can still it on one hand
We both Kevin
We both gotta stretch it out like a band
I got another plan, I got a of em
still come wit em, I'm still run wit em
We gotta it goin, then I'm done wit it
it, I'ma whipe my hands
I'm hella broke but I dance
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