Luyện nghe bài hát Antifreeze

I'm the baddest rapper ever Ever ever? Ever!
I been it like I stood next to Uncle Fester
Swisher house taught y'all how to be successful
Used to Run a house like Rev and Diggy and
Yes I got a stretcher that's for competition Not in my position they ain't got a pot to in
You can it dissin' they stay broke like it's tradition
Fly the hood (man you must think you) Blake Griffin
itching I got riching
My say she loving it
She a million it took a year til I discovered it
I my money out and I almost shut down the government
I threw it in the tub and let my chick rubber dubbing it
The passcode on my account is Catch Me If You Can
I know they gay undercover like they with the clan
Don't throw a rock and later say that you my fan
Remove the mic right now so it don't break and beat you with this
Your girl be calling me like everytime she grab a
I never hear 'em all her messages be long
losers copying too much and you can't say I'm wrong
Wiz hit the joint, now everybody cheech ching chong
A that's on my door that say no man but me allowed
Might see your woman drying off in here a towel
Don't get confused just cause the twitter got a smile
Get on 4 square post you at and I'll come show up now
After I beat you down, twitpic and retweet this
I bet in person all these ain't gon' leak a sound
I travel everywhere how your boys don't be around
Take trips where y'all be y'all must live in lost and found
Rap a female chat and all y'all do is disrespectful her
Can't really say you fresh cause all of y'all is whack for
A few it's maybe two yeah most of is pop as Ke$ha
I wanna a bottle and just turn your tap to ketchup
I teach 'em how to stunt, super Dave taught a lecture
See me 2012 and you fresh as when I met ya
I'm in my robe and slippers walking like I'm Hugh Heffner
I'm in red your girl is black, jump on her like a checker King me

Cooler then antifreeze these rappers be
The baddest happening since King had a dream
Cooler then dammit these rappers be
The baddest thing happening since had a dream

Maino hard, better pray to god
I swear to god, lames better play part
It's going down, I run town
I'm here now, get it
Black flag. tee, shooters in a black truck
Diamonds on, money, haters on my right nut
Left arm bezzle look like falling stars
Fifty Calico, niggas better call on God
I'm the one fear reason why they're running scared
Do it Mob style, bullet right his head
I declare I'm the king of Kings
Stand up nigga why these haters down me
Look around I round the these other niggas clowns see
Go let him talk slick I bet I make his mouth bleed
Homie we strong, these rap peeons
cuddle with the same bitches I pee on
Brick getters bread in rainy weather
My white savetta and it go panamera
I'm a don bitch me with that nonsense
.44 holster my armpit
Fuck the reason to love niggas
My homie snaked me that's why I don't trust niggas
Straight to the devil is where I them
Fuck you heard I run Brooklyn

[Lloyd
Can't stop too much cream veiw me on movie screen
Got the sweater, got the hat, sneaker, and the jeans
Sicker than I to be, time to get them used to Queens
Flawless bitches usually turn them all super fiens
Mamy I'm the coolest from PYT's to
The haters they can D-I-E from rugers
Nigga say hello to Judahs, how I do this
Cleanest pictures out of Beemers with the blue wrist
Shorty my name low till my name, tell honey my angle
I'm touring and she taking off her leggings on the
Pussy on the Skyp, crustin' on the phone
I'm a fuck her with my going off the dome
I got her smoking weed now, she's glowing off
Kush cologne, weirdo when I my poem, cripple chrome
In my Queens, Manhattan, Island, Bronx, and Brooklyn zone
And my meaner packing, paper staking, bitch go get own