Luyện nghe bài hát 92 Bars

This sick rap, kick back, come to where I pitch at
Where bitches love The like Tyson Beckford six pack
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
Smooth as Frank Sinatra with a motherfucking back
No rats in my pack, ain't no wrinkles in my
Counting singles in my Shaqs, 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 what's up it
Jay was in the Z, my gunnas in the truck with it
Sigel would've loved it, would've fucked with it
California state property you niggas with it
Brrrring, sold Peedi
was on the block in his beanie with a Mac
I'm you rap niggas 'fraid of
A nigga that could go bar for bar with Jada
Let me tell you who suck, banana Now or Laters
Blac Chyna the bomb, al-Qaeda
Listen, you want beef I'll
Game snap on everything he like a fucking gator
and black Ghost, nigga that's Al Davis
Give me Left Eye back, Fetty Wap and the Raiders
The Rams is back, bullets getting tossed
16 on your like you fucking Jeff Goff
Your man acting too put 30 on his chest
Kanye shrug bitch, to the west
YG, Nipsey, and yea check
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 duck
These hoes foaming at the mouth, they got fucked up
I'm to poke 'em like a cactus
Told that bitch to roll the Philly for the game, and she talking about
The is A.I
Artificial intelligence motherfucker Junior Seau
All my doors suicide, I'm in Vegas shoot the
Tell the dealer pay me don't be shy he ain't Do or Die
Now do you wanna ride, seat of my Caddy?
Used to flip pies ain't no relation to Patti
And I move Ps, no relation to Swaggy
that it was missing teeth and nickle sack baggies
That's caine, no daddy cause I ain't have one
And you call yourself dope if you ain't never bag none
I'm the old DMX you niggas
Game raw as fuck poking holes in the Magnum
to ether the niggas in all of my 16s
Now I scare 'em once a year like I'm Halloween
This a dream, nigga hurricane a nightmare
Stab you in your and smack your baby out his highchair
Your was a bitch, I had to do it
I ain't no ski mask to do it
is Rihanna and I'm attracted to it
Name a state, I'll send a package it
If the fed hack into it, they get on like I'm Massachusetts
Sitting in this Maybach with
Your head is like Mustard beat and I'll put the to it
And this scope will get your mouth when I attach it to it
Gold on my neck, I make bitch put her back into it
Usain Bolt if you bring a track into it
Another moving the way to Aftermath to do it
Dre had the all I did was put the matches to it
for putting cheese on niggas heads the way the Packers do it
And I had the yay, yea I brought crack to
Every situation in rap, I've been a savage 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 meet in James Bond shit?
Another foreign car by a convict
matte black Akon lips
Nas ether niggas, Game 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 bitches be mad and greasy
I'ma start fucking them Dej and Dreezy's
start beefing with Cole, Drizzy and Cornrow Kenny
Or you could pick your rapper, and he gon' be pouring out Henny
I got a bitch from Minne-Apolis a semi
the ratchet at Denny's and fly herself back to Philly
She got a couple mill and she even know Meek
And ever since nigga snitched on me we just don't speak
See that shit you got with Drake is like a leak
be dripping like Niagara if I poke Meek
Nicki won't get no sleep, I'm through at 4 a.m
Four deep, to leave his dead on the soaked sheets
It happen lowkey
You better have call me or you gon' be eye level with a roach feet
This ain't a diss,
This is all matter except this nigga's
This shit ain't no new shit
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 them loose lips
My nigga Drizzy you out and you ain't do shit
This the Golden and my shooters ain't on no hoop shit
Nigga, you know that I'll you like a toothpick
And snitching on niggas ain't never been no shit
And I've been wanting to give Nicki this pool
So tell your lil' vivrant thing come fuck Q-Tip
We know where you live, nigga, you better quick
And start twice about who you hop in the coupe with