Luyện nghe bài hát Back To Back (Freestyle) (AR-AB Diss)

I can't go at Meek nigga my hommie he never did nothing to me
He looked out for me
He put me on songs my buzz went the roof I'mma go at this guy
Why should I out the window and go at Meek Mill
He a real nigga got real niggas around him

See you pussies throwing at the team I'm not having it
First OBH tee I see I'm straight it
I ain't with the back and forth, rapping or this dissing
You was just on my dick lot taking pics
You never was no top goon a fraud been a bitch
I know you remember night I saved your life
You was scrambling at the you ain't have no pipe, I had two on me
I thought you was tough you know what to do homie
He he an animal 'til the zoo on him
'em we at 'em
I got the hittas with me and they clutching the ladder
You niggas frauding to the it's only making me madder
Pop up at your show
Do shit like death row
Nigga keep on rapping it I wish he let that tec go
This that Osama Twin Llama at your neck flow
By the he take the gun off safety I'm gon' back him
Dark road to run I'm gon' chase him
Hit him in the leg with that'll waste him
I'm not trying to this top goon of Philly shit
I rep South where we let them millis rip
The man paid me for a and he ain't get it yet
gangsta nigga that's gangsta
Y'all doing all that dick y'all ain't get a check
All y'all none of you niggas gangstas
You little fat bitch I ain't even to fuck none of your bitches
You lucky nigga you little you
You can see everything you ate on your today
Fuck out of aye [?] no you didn't you fat teletubbie ass nigga
I get to lacking on them then I'm jumping in my Benzo
Hop out walk 'em down [?] from my
If I was at cash crib you be out the window
Empty the stock spin the block give you ten
We with the dumb we really with the dumb shit
We with the dumb we really with the dumb shit
We with the dumb shit we really with the shit
Talking all that ratchet in your raps get a drum
These niggas talking recken it get me
These talking reckless tryna get us indicted
I'm floating off that water, I'm with pirates
I don't about my blood you try us you dying
And we in the city you can meet me let's get
Y'all some bum ass it come to paper we get plenty
Shit on niggas 'em sad and call Drizzy
You ain't got power you can't call 50