Luyện nghe bài hát 1942 Flows (Drake Diss)

Started off poor plans to earn more
Now we own and fuck the baddest whores
I was on tour with niggas that raw
Started sellin' white, we sell it no more
I'm like, Trump ain't feelin' us, still killin' us
Niggas takin' shots, stop me, they ain't real enough
Cut her off, act like she's dead and it's her
New dawn, Hermes seat, I let the up
Just to get to kill 'em
Ooh, get off me, try to crucify me
Like I'm the way she cross me
I'm too bossy and too thorough to like a weirdo
On point an arrow, we started off with zero
Now I'm seeing M's, diamonds like water and jumping out the gym
Shooting like Harden if head was the rim
'Cause wanna line me like a shape up in the trim, damn

Back when I was broke, they was with it
Now every move I make, I'm in the with it
if I ain't do it, they be like, you did it
My teacher used to tell me you gon' lose nigga
That's why I never went to nigga
And why I'm rappin' like I got to prove nigga
and bought the mansion with the pool in it
Billy the stamp, I get two with it'

Move with it 'cause these niggas wanna take my
No weapon formed against me, every time I pray at
Scoopin' thotties in the Phantom, that's the way of
And make fuck their best friends like they was dykes
Reaching for the Glock, every time I play the
I'm on 12 o'clock, time I play them bikes
I'm the pack, huh
Getting back,
dope, nigga
Selling smack,
I'm gettin' chips off music like Rap
Yeah, 10 mil in cash of Ethika that's a
Money, power,
Eating on a jet
I know these niggas
They see me fall yet
and losses

They wanna see me
And I never sell my soul
I'm on some shit that they ain't before
Dream chasin', catchin' all my
I don't need hoes
I'm money, me and all my woes
Play with me, you is all out war
The young goin' all out for us

in the frenzy, truck to the Bentley
Ain't no interviews, I'm busy, nigga we litty
So when you see me out don't ask me no Nicki
I look like tellin' my business on Wendy
Niggas gossip queens, we was servin' fiends
.40 bust your windows out, Jazmine
They 'em pop Mollys, I told 'em to be kings
Sipping 1942 it's lean
I done seen all these niggas try to play my dreams
So I'ma it to 'em every time I'm on the scene
up, Ghost, Ghost, Wraith, Wraith when you see me
Some suckers wanna be me and some suckers wanna me, I know it
I go through it, show it
I told niggas who wrote it, ain't taking back what I
off with a quarter, flipped that to a half, turned that to an ounce
Got some shit in the stash, nigga say he gon' rob me, put a brick on his ass
Now every killer in my tryna look for his ass
And one 'bout Meek Milly, I'ma get to a bag
Had to starve all day to get to it fast
Like Ramadan, K's like it's Palestine
Real in my ambiance, bottom line
Ever since I met Ross and signed a dotted
I my mama ten thousand at least a thousand times
Do the on it

They wanna see me
And I never sell my soul
I'm on shit that they ain't seen before
chasin', catchin' all my goals
I don't these hoes
I'm gettin' money, me and all my
Play me, you know is all out war
The young niggas all out for us

Talking, this my cocky
Damn Daniel, why you selling Mr. Miyagi
This that rose Patek, call me like '94
Mean nothin' to me, I how I gotta go rain slick
On that corner when the block was
was tryna trap, we started poppin' though
Heard that bitch say she cut me, I was like
In the field, knock 'em down, it look like dominoes, nigga
I turn my Impala to a Wraith, when you get a dollar they gon'
Bought my mom the crib with that
Private for all them babies
Now they straight,

They wanna see me
And I never sell my soul
I'm on some shit that they ain't seen
Dream chasin', catchin' all my
I need these hoes
I'm gettin' money, me and all my
Play with me, you is all out war
The young goin' all out for us