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, where wrist at?
I can kill you in 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, no wrinkles in my slacks
Counting singles in my Shaqs, Pringles from the crack
I was on the bus with it
Had 12 stuck to my chest in the field the colt
Luck with it
We had the rock, hit the block like what's up it
Jay was in the Z, my young gunnas in the with it
Sigel loved it, Philly would've fucked with it
California state property you stuck with it
Brrrring, sold Crakk
Game was on the block in his with 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 banana Now or
Blac Chyna the bomb, al-Qaeda
Listen, you want beef cater
Game snap on everything he a fucking wild gator
Silver and black Ghost, nigga that's Al
Give me Left Eye back, Fetty Wap and the Raiders
The is back, them bullets getting tossed
16 on your like you fucking Jeff Goff
Your man acting too put 30 on his chest
Kanye shrug bitch, welcome to the
YG, Nipsey, and yea check
Shout 'em out I just do it like a Nike rep
Bently truck Chuck, with the Henny up
get me fucked up, you see the semi tucked, duck
Pass the Goose, them duck ducks?
These hoes at the mouth, they got Penny fucked up
I'm 'bout to poke 'em a cactus
Told that bitch to roll the Philly for the game, and she talking about
The is A.I
intelligence motherfucker that's Junior Seau
All my doors suicide, I'm in shoot the five
Tell the dealer pay me be shy he ain't from Do or Die
Now do you wanna ride, back seat of my
Used to flip them pies ain't no relation to
And I move Ps, no relation to Swaggy
Before that it was missing and nickle sack baggies
caine, no daddy cause I ain't really have one
And you can't call dope if you ain't never bag none
I'm the old DMX you niggas
Game raw as fuck like poking holes in the
Used to ether the in all of my 16s
Now I scare 'em once a like I'm fucking 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
Murder is Rihanna and I'm to it
a state, I'll send a package through it
If the fed hack into it, they get bossed on 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 when I it to it
Gold on my neck, I your 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 Chronic all I did was put the 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, I've been a savage it
And all these hoes getting mad cause I'm 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 car driven by a convict
Aventador matte Akon lips
Nas ether niggas, Game napalm
Niggas say my name I pop up 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, and Cornrow Kenny
Or you could pick your rapper, and he gon' be pouring out Henny
I got a from Minne-Apolis pack a semi
Bang the ratchet at and fly herself back to Philly
She got a couple mill and she don't know Meek
And ever since that nigga snitched on me we don't speak
See that shit you got Drake is like a slow 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 body on the soaked
It could lowkey
You better have Ross call me or you gon' be eye level with a roach
ain't a diss, nigga
This is all matter except this nigga's
This shit ain't no new shit
We in that all black you won't know who Blood and who
With guns big enough to 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
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 no cool shit
And I've been wanting to Nicki this pool stick
So your lil' vivrant thing come fuck with Q-Tip
We know you live, nigga, you better move quick
And start thinking twice about who you hop in the with