Luyện nghe bài hát Bigger Than Me

These niggas bigger than me
niggas ain't Nas, ain't Jigga to me
These ain't Em, they ain't 50 to me
You ain't Pun, you Pac, you ain't Biggie to me
These niggas Crips, they ain't 60's to me
These niggas ain't Bloods, they dripping with me
talking that shit 'bout the new generation, man
Fuck these niggas, I'll slash fucking faces

You niggas ain't shit, not an album or a rock
nigga putting rings on my old bitch
Dick the throat ass niggas, old ho' ass niggas
Happy cause you went gold ass
These niggas ain't spitting with me, you ain't than me
Fuck out my you ain't sitting with me
This for very important people, it's clear we not equal
Clear you niggas faggots, I'm the black Mathers
"ying, ying, ying" on a motherfucker
Who needs Hulk Hogan you got Sting on this motherfucker?
Less than five albums, Kiss the on this motherfucker
California throne and I'm the King on this
I don't hear it, weak ass lyrics
Crying on the hook, thinking we feel it
Old lost ass niggas, voice crack when you ass niggas
blunts for the boss ass niggas
I came in with 'Ye, Jeezy and ass niggas
Your Freshman cover a whole bunch of ass niggas
lyricists, evacuate the premises
Mute BET Cyphers, cause I don't wanna hear that
May you Rest in Piss, you niggas, eh
Frank Ocean go and fuck these niggas
(Yeah, they fuck niggas) no 3 stacks in your class
Take your Top 10 and shove it up your ass, bitch boy

already fucked your bitch, you bitch boy
And every you kiss on that ho, you suck my dick, you bitch boy
And when you buy that ho a bag bitch carry my bricks, you bitch boy

I was in the XXL, red chucks 'round my
I was the G in the Unit, had Buck my set
Word to the Rhymes, had Bust round my set
Gave Whoo Kid a Glock in case they bust my set
I'm from Compton where that Glock can't with that Tec
That's some Bompton, 40 got socked in his neck
This a spawn in the flesh, you a pawn hit
in the chest, I'm Makaveli the Don and the vet
Don't say "What's up" when you see me, you a pussy
Stranget, ass Kanye, fake ass Weezy
Fake ass jewelry, how I I'm at the pawn shop
better off jacking Flav for his alarm clock
Speaking of time, how more 'til the Game drop
So you can suck my dick and Complex can count my name
I the underdog, I'm cool in the dog house
Fuck all these pussys, me any name to call out
Aftermath, Dre told me ball out
Stunna put me on a jet then we balled out
Landed in Miami, met bitches ate 'em all out
Marshall Mathers, time to show 'em what it's all 'bout
"Ying, ying, ying" on a
"Ying, ying, ying" on a

These niggas bigger than me
These niggas ain't Nas, Jigga to me
These ain't Em, they ain't 50 to me
You ain't Pun, you ain't Pac, you ain't to me
These ain't Crips, they ain't 60's to me
These niggas Bloods, they ain't dripping with me
talking that shit 'bout the new generation
Ol' emoji ass rappers, all these ass faces

Ay Frank Ocean go ahead and these fuck niggas
Yeah fuck niggas
"Ying, ying, ying" on a
"Ying, ying, ying" on a
"Ying, ying, ying" on a
"Ying, ying, ying" on a
Drop your single, I dreams on that motherfucker
I should let my scream on this motherfucker
The industry soft, I should let sing on this motherfucker
out
Blood money, we gon' out
out
And don't think I won't send six niggas to hide out
Gang