Luyện nghe bài hát 92 Bars

This that sick rap, kick back, come to where I at
Where bitches love The like Tyson Beckford six pack
Presidential Rollie, nigga, where wrist at?
I can kill you in four bars, a Kit Kat
Did the Lambo my way with a sick
Smooth as Frank Sinatra with a motherfucking back
No rats in my pack, no wrinkles in my slacks
Counting in my Shaqs, stacking Pringles from the crack
I was on the bus with it
Had 12 stuck to my chest in the field the colt
Andrew 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 would've loved it, Philly fucked with it
California property you niggas stuck with it
Brrrring, Peedi Crakk
was on the block in his beanie with a Mac
I'm you rap niggas 'fraid of
A Compton nigga that could go bar for bar Jada
Let me you who suck, like banana Now or Laters
Blac Chyna the bomb, al-Qaeda
Listen, you beef I'll cater
snap on everything he like a fucking wild gator
Silver and black Ghost, nigga that's Al
Give me Left Eye back, Fetty Wap and the Raiders
The Rams is back, them getting tossed
16 on your back like you fucking Goff
man acting girly too put 30 on his chest
Kanye bitch, welcome to the west
YG, Nipsey, and yea check
Shout 'em out I just do it a fucking Nike rep
truck Chuck, with the Henny cupped up
Don't get me fucked up, you see the semi tucked,
Pass the Goose, where duck ducks?
These hoes foaming at the mouth, they got Penny 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 motherfucker that's Junior Seau
All my doors suicide, I'm in Vegas the five
the dealer pay me don't be shy he ain't from Do or Die
Now do you ride, back seat of my Caddy?
Used to flip them pies ain't no to Patti
And I move Ps, no relation to Swaggy
Before that it was missing teeth and sack baggies
caine, no daddy cause I ain't really have one
And you can't call yourself dope if you never bag none
I'm the old DMX you niggas
Game raw as fuck poking holes in the Magnum
Used to ether the in all of my 16s
Now I scare 'em once a year like I'm Halloween
This ain't a dream, nigga 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 no ski mask 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
Sitting in Maybach with music
Your head is like beat and I'll put the ratchet to it
And this scope get your mouth washed when I attach it to it
on my neck, I make your bitch put her back into it
Usain Bolt if you bring a track into it
Another classic moving the way to to do it
Dre had the all I did was put the matches to it
Known for putting cheese on niggas heads the way the do it
And I had the yay, yea I brought crack to
situation in rap, I've been a savage through it
And all these hoes getting mad cause I'm smashing 'em
They can get a ring one day, if the can do it
Who you seen parked at the swap meet in James Bond shit?
Another car driven by a convict
Aventador matte black Akon
Nas ether niggas, napalm shit
say my name I pop up like the State Farm bitch
No can see me, on or off TV
Gun by them Yeezys, I'm the 6' 5"
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 from Minne-Apolis pack a semi
Bang the ratchet at Denny's and fly 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 shit you got with Drake is a slow leak
Blood'll be dripping like Niagara if I Meek
won't get no sleep, I'm coming through at 4 a.m
Four deep, to leave his dead body on the soaked
It happen lowkey
You better have Ross call me or you gon' be eye level a roach feet
ain't a diss, nigga
This is all lives matter except nigga's
1992 shit ain't no new shit
We in that all black you know who Blood and who Crip
With guns big to sink a fucking cruise ship
Fuck around and be a news clip with them lips
My Drizzy packed you out and you ain't do shit
This the Golden State and my shooters ain't on no hoop
Nigga, you know that snap you like a toothpick
And snitching on niggas ain't never no cool shit
And I've been wanting to give Nicki this stick
So tell your lil' vivrant thing come fuck Q-Tip
We know where you live, nigga, you move quick
And start twice about who you hop in the coupe with