Luyện nghe bài hát 92 Bars

This that sick rap, kick back, come to where I at
Where bitches love The Game like Tyson six pack
Rollie, nigga, where your wrist at?
I can kill you in four bars, a Kit Kat
Did the Lambo my way a sick wrap
Smooth as Frank Sinatra 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
Luck with it
We had the rock, hit the block like up with it
Jay was in the Z, my gunnas in the truck with it
would've loved it, Philly would've fucked with it
California state you niggas stuck with it
Brrrring, sold Crakk
Game was on the block in his beanie a Mac
I'm what you rap 'fraid of
A Compton nigga could go bar for bar with Jada
Let me tell you who suck, like Now or Laters
Blac Chyna the bomb, al-Qaeda
Listen, you want I'll cater
Game snap on everything he like a fucking gator
Silver and black Ghost, that's Al Davis
Give me Eye back, take Fetty Wap and the Raiders
The Rams is back, them bullets getting
16 on your back like you Jeff Goff
Your man acting too put 30 on his chest
Kanye shrug bitch, to the west
YG, Nipsey, and Kendrick yea
Shout 'em out I just do it a fucking Nike rep
Bently truck Chuck, with the cupped up
Don't get me fucked up, you see the semi tucked,
Pass the Goose, where them duck
These hoes foaming at the mouth, got Penny fucked up
I'm 'bout to 'em like a cactus
Told that bitch to roll the for the game, and she talking about practice
The is A.I
Artificial intelligence that's Junior Seau
All my doors suicide, I'm in shoot the five
the dealer pay me don't be shy he ain't from Do or Die
Now do you wanna ride, seat of my Caddy?
Used to flip them pies ain't no to Patti
And I Ps, ain't no relation to Swaggy
that it was missing teeth and nickle sack baggies
That's caine, no daddy cause I really have one
And you can't call yourself dope if you 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 'em once a year like I'm fucking Halloween
This ain't a dream, nigga hurricane a
Stab you in your and smack your baby out his highchair
daddy was a bitch, I had to do it
I ain't need no ski 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, get bossed on like I'm Massachusetts
in this Maybach with music
Your head is like beat and I'll put the ratchet to it
And this scope will get your mouth washed I attach it to it
Gold on my neck, I make your put her back into it
Bolt if you bring a real track into it
Another classic moving the way to to do it
Dre had the Chronic all I did was put the to it
Known for putting cheese on niggas heads the way the do it
And I had the yay, yea I brought to music
Every situation in rap, I've been a through it
And all these hoes getting mad cause I'm through 'em
They can get a one day, if the Cavs can do it
Who else you seen parked at the swap meet in Bond shit?
foreign car driven by a convict
Aventador matte black lips
Nas ether niggas, napalm shit
Niggas say my 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
Lightskin be mad and talking greasy
I'ma start fucking Dej Loafs and Dreezy's
I'ma start beefing with Cole, Drizzy and Kenny
Or you could pick your rapper, and he gon' be pouring out Henny
I got a bitch from pack a semi
the ratchet at Denny's and fly herself back to Philly
She got a couple mill and she don't know Meek
And ever that nigga snitched on me we just don't speak
See that you got with Drake is like a slow leak
Blood'll be like Niagara if I poke Meek
Nicki get no sleep, I'm coming through at 4 a.m
deep, to leave his dead body on the soaked sheets
It could happen
You better have call me or you gon' be eye level with a roach feet
This ain't a diss,
This is all lives matter except nigga's
This 1992 shit ain't no new
We in that all black you won't who Blood and who Crip
With big enough to sink a fucking cruise ship
Fuck around and be a news clip with them loose
My nigga Drizzy you out and you ain't do shit
This the Golden State and my ain't on no hoop shit
Nigga, you know that I'll snap you like a
And snitching on niggas never been no cool shit
And I've been wanting to Nicki this pool stick
So tell lil' vivrant thing come fuck with Q-Tip
We know where you live, nigga, you move quick
And thinking twice about who you hop in the coupe with