Luyện nghe bài hát 92 Bars

This that sick rap, back, come to where I pitch at
Where bitches love The Game like Tyson Beckford six
Rollie, nigga, where your wrist at?
I can kill you in bars, that's a Kit Kat
Did the my way with a sick wrap
as Frank Sinatra with a motherfucking slick back
No rats in my pack, ain't no wrinkles in my
singles in my Shaqs, stacking Pringles from the crack
Nigga I was on the bus it
Had 12 stuck to my chest in the field with the
Andrew 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 loved it, would've fucked with it
California state property you stuck with it
Brrrring, sold Crakk
was on the block in his beanie with a Mac
I'm what you rap niggas of
A Compton nigga that could go bar for bar with
Let me tell you who suck, like banana Now or
Chyna head the bomb, al-Qaeda
Listen, you want I'll cater
Game snap on everything he like a fucking wild
Silver and black Ghost, nigga that's Al
Give me Eye back, take Fetty Wap and the Raiders
The Rams is back, them bullets tossed
16 on your like you fucking Jeff Goff
man acting girly too put 30 on his chest
Kanye shrug bitch, to the west
YG, Nipsey, and Kendrick yea
Shout 'em out I do it like a fucking Nike rep
truck Chuck, with the Henny cupped up
Don't get me up, you see the semi tucked, duck
Pass the Goose, where them ducks?
hoes foaming at the mouth, they got Penny fucked up
I'm to poke 'em like a cactus
Told that bitch to roll the for the game, and she talking about practice
The is A.I
Artificial intelligence motherfucker that's Junior
All my doors suicide, I'm in Vegas the five
Tell the dealer pay me be shy he ain't from Do or Die
Now do you wanna ride, back of my Caddy?
Used to flip them pies ain't no to Patti
And I move Ps, ain't no to Swaggy
Before that it was missing and nickle sack baggies
That's caine, no daddy cause I ain't really one
And you can't call dope if you ain't never bag none
I'm the old DMX you Drag-On
Game raw as like poking holes in the Magnum
Used to the niggas in all of my 16s
Now I scare 'em a year like I'm fucking Halloween
ain't a dream, nigga hurricane a nightmare
Stab you in your sleep and smack baby out his highchair
Your was a bitch, I had to do it
I ain't need no ski to do it
Murder is Rihanna and I'm to it
Name a state, send a package through it
If the fed hack it, they get bossed on like I'm Massachusetts
in this Maybach with music
Your head is like Mustard beat and I'll put the to it
And this scope get your mouth washed when I attach it to it
Gold on my neck, I make bitch put her back into it
Usain if you bring a real track into it
Another moving the way to Aftermath to do it
Dre had the all I did was put the matches to it
Known for putting cheese on heads the way the Packers do it
And I had the yay, yea I brought to music
Every situation in rap, been a savage through it
And all these hoes mad cause I'm smashing through 'em
They can get a ring one day, if the can do it
Who else you seen parked at the swap meet in Bond shit?
Another foreign car driven by a
Aventador matte Akon lips
Nas ether niggas, Game shit
say my name I pop up like the State Farm bitch
No can see me, on or off TV
Gun by Yeezys, I'm the 6' 5" Eazy
bitches be mad and talking greasy
I'ma fucking them Dej Loafs and Dreezy's
I'ma start beefing with Cole, Drizzy and Cornrow
Or you could pick your favorite rapper, and he gon' be out Henny
I got a bitch Minne-Apolis pack a semi
Bang the ratchet at Denny's and fly herself back to
She got a couple and she don't even know Meek
And ever since that snitched on me we just don't speak
See shit you got with Drake is like a slow leak
Blood'll be dripping like Niagara if I poke
won't get no sleep, I'm coming through at 4 a.m
Four deep, to leave his dead on the soaked sheets
It could lowkey
You have Ross call me or you gon' be eye level with a roach feet
This ain't a diss,
This is all lives except this nigga's
1992 shit ain't no new shit
We in that all black you know who Blood and who Crip
With guns big enough to sink a fucking ship
Fuck around and be a news with them loose lips
My nigga Drizzy packed you out and you ain't do
the Golden State and my shooters ain't on no hoop shit
Nigga, you know I'll snap you like a toothpick
And snitching on ain't never been no cool shit
And been wanting to give Nicki this pool stick
So tell your lil' vivrant thing fuck with Q-Tip
We know you live, nigga, you better move quick
And start thinking twice about who you hop in the with