Luyện nghe bài hát 92 Bars

This sick rap, kick back, come to where I pitch at
bitches love The Game like Tyson Beckford six pack
Presidential Rollie, nigga, your wrist at?
I can kill you in four bars, a Kit Kat
Did the my way with a sick wrap
Smooth as Sinatra with a motherfucking slick back
No rats in my pack, no wrinkles in my slacks
singles in my Shaqs, stacking Pringles from the crack
Nigga I was on the bus it
Had 12 stuck to my chest in the with the colt
Luck with it
We had the rock, hit the like what's up with it
Jay was in the Z, my young 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
Game was on the in his beanie with a Mac
I'm you rap niggas 'fraid of
A Compton nigga that could go bar for bar with
Let me you who suck, like banana Now or Laters
Blac Chyna the bomb, al-Qaeda
Listen, you want beef cater
Game snap on he like a fucking wild gator
Silver and black Ghost, nigga Al Davis
Give me Left Eye back, Fetty Wap and the Raiders
The is back, them bullets getting tossed
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 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, them duck ducks?
These hoes at the mouth, they got Penny fucked up
I'm to poke 'em like a cactus
Told that bitch to the Philly 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
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 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 I ain't really have one
And you call yourself dope if you ain't never bag none
I'm the old DMX you niggas
Game raw as like poking holes in the Magnum
Used to the niggas in all of my 16s
Now I scare 'em a year like I'm fucking Halloween
This a dream, nigga hurricane a nightmare
Stab you in sleep 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
Name a state, I'll send a through it
If the fed hack it, they get bossed on like I'm Massachusetts
Sitting in this with music
Your head is like Mustard beat and I'll put the to it
And this scope will get your mouth washed when I it to it
Gold on my neck, I make your put her back into it
Usain Bolt if you a real track into it
classic moving the way to Aftermath to do it
Dre had the all I did was put the matches to it
Known for 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 through it
And all these hoes getting mad I'm smashing through 'em
They can get a ring one day, if the can do it
Who else you parked at the swap meet in James Bond shit?
foreign car driven by a convict
Aventador black Akon lips
Nas ether niggas, Game shit
say my name 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 Loafs and
I'ma start beefing with Cole, Drizzy and Cornrow
Or you could pick your favorite rapper, and he gon' be out Henny
I got a bitch 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 since 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 poke
Nicki won't get no sleep, I'm coming at 4 a.m
Four deep, to leave his 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 this
This 1992 shit ain't no new
We in that all black you won't know who Blood and who
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 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 cool
And I've been wanting to give Nicki this stick
So tell your lil' thing come fuck with Q-Tip
We know you live, nigga, you better move quick
And start twice about who you hop in the coupe with