Luyện nghe bài hát Bigger Than Me

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

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

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

I was in the XXL, red chucks my neck
I was the G in the Unit, had Buck my set
Word to the Rhymes, had Busta Bust my set
Gave Kid a Glock in case they bust round my set
I'm Compton where that Glock can't fuck with that Tec
That's Bompton, 40 Glocc got socked in his neck
This a spawn in the flesh, you a hit reset
Five in the chest, I'm the Don and the vet
say "What's up" when you see me, you a pussy nigga
Stranget, fake ass Kanye, ass Weezy
Fake ass jewelry, how I know? I'm at the pawn
Nigga better off jacking 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 pussys, give me any name to call out
Left Aftermath, Dre me ball out
Stunna put me on a jet then we balled out
in Miami, met some bitches ate 'em all out
Black Marshall Mathers, time to 'em what it's all 'bout
"Ying, ying, ying" on a
"Ying, ying, ying" on a

These niggas ain't bigger me
These ain't Nas, ain't 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 niggas ain't Crips, ain't 60's to me
These ain't Bloods, they ain't dripping with me
Niggas talking that shit the new generation
Ol' emoji ass rappers, all smiley ass faces

Ay Frank Ocean go ahead and fuck these niggas
Yeah they 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 drop dreams on motherfucker
I let my daughter scream on this motherfucker
The industry soft, I should let Miguel sing on this
out
Blood money, we gon' out
out
And don't think I won't six niggas to your hide out
Rich