Luyện nghe bài hát 92 Bars

This that rap, kick back, come to where I pitch at
bitches love The Game like Tyson Beckford six pack
Presidential Rollie, nigga, your wrist at?
I can you in four bars, that's a Kit Kat
Did the Lambo my way with a wrap
Smooth as Frank with a motherfucking slick back
No rats in my pack, ain't no wrinkles in my
Counting singles in my Shaqs, stacking Pringles from the
I was on the bus with it
Had 12 stuck to my in the field with the colt
Luck with it
We had the rock, hit the block like up with it
Jay was in the Z, my young gunnas in the truck it
Sigel would've it, Philly would've fucked with it
state property you niggas stuck with it
Brrrring, Peedi Crakk
was on the block in his beanie with a Mac
I'm what you rap niggas of
A Compton that could go bar for bar with Jada
Let me tell you who suck, like Now or Laters
Chyna head the bomb, al-Qaeda
Listen, you want I'll cater
Game snap on everything he like a fucking gator
Silver and black Ghost, nigga that's Al
Give me Left Eye back, take Wap and the Raiders
The Rams is back, them getting tossed
16 on your back like you fucking Goff
Your man acting too put 30 on his chest
shrug bitch, welcome to the west
YG, Nipsey, and Kendrick yea
Shout 'em out I just do it like a fucking rep
truck Chuck, with the Henny cupped up
Don't get me up, you see the semi tucked, duck
Pass the Goose, where them duck
These hoes foaming at the mouth, they got fucked up
I'm to poke 'em like a cactus
Told bitch to roll the Philly for the game, and she talking about practice
The is A.I
Artificial intelligence motherfucker that's Seau
All my suicide, I'm in Vegas shoot the five
Tell the dealer pay me don't be shy he ain't Do or Die
Now do you ride, back seat of my Caddy?
Used to them pies ain't no relation to Patti
And I move Ps, no relation to Swaggy
Before that it was teeth and nickle sack baggies
That's caine, no daddy cause I ain't have one
And you can't call yourself dope if you ain't never bag
I'm the old DMX you niggas
Game raw as fuck poking holes in the Magnum
Used to the niggas in all of my 16s
Now I 'em once a year like I'm fucking Halloween
This ain't a dream, nigga hurricane a
Stab you in sleep and smack your baby out his highchair
daddy was a bitch, I had to do it
I ain't no ski mask to do it
Murder is and I'm attracted to it
a state, I'll send a package through it
If the fed hack into it, they get bossed on I'm Massachusetts
Sitting in Maybach with music
head is like Mustard beat and I'll put the ratchet to it
And this scope will get your mouth washed when I it to it
Gold on my neck, I make your put her back into it
Usain Bolt if you bring a real track it
classic moving the way to Aftermath to do it
Dre had the all I did was put the matches to it
Known for putting on niggas heads the way the Packers do it
And I had the yay, yea I brought crack to
Every situation in rap, been a savage through it
And all these hoes getting mad I'm smashing through 'em
can get a ring one day, if the Cavs can do it
Who you seen parked at the swap meet in James Bond shit?
foreign car driven by a convict
Aventador matte Akon lips
Nas ether niggas, Game napalm
Niggas say my name I pop up like the Farm bitch
No can see me, on or off TV
Gun by Yeezys, I'm the 6' 5" Eazy
Lightskin be mad and talking greasy
I'ma start fucking them Dej and Dreezy's
I'ma start beefing Cole, Drizzy and Cornrow Kenny
Or you could pick your favorite rapper, and he be pouring out Henny
I got a bitch from pack a semi
Bang the ratchet at Denny's and fly back to Philly
She got a couple mill and she don't know Meek
And ever since that nigga snitched on me we just don't
See that shit you got with Drake is like a leak
Blood'll be like Niagara if I poke Meek
Nicki won't get no sleep, I'm through at 4 a.m
Four deep, to leave his body on the soaked sheets
It happen lowkey
You better have call me or you gon' be eye level with a roach feet
ain't a diss, nigga
This is all lives matter except nigga's
This 1992 shit no new shit
We in that all you won't know who Blood and who Crip
With big enough to sink a fucking cruise ship
Fuck around and be a news clip with them lips
My nigga Drizzy you out and you ain't do shit
the Golden State and my shooters ain't on no hoop shit
Nigga, you know that I'll snap you like a
And on niggas ain't never been no cool shit
And I've been wanting to give Nicki pool stick
So tell your lil' vivrant thing come fuck with
We know you live, nigga, you better move quick
And start twice about who you hop in the coupe with