Luyện nghe bài hát Bigger Than Me

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

You niggas ain't shit, not an album or a rock
Pussy nigga rings on my old bitch
Dick down the throat ass niggas, old ho' ass
Happy cause you went ass niggas
These niggas spitting with me, you ain't sicker than me
out my section you ain't sitting with me
This for very people, it's clear that we not equal
Clear you niggas faggots, I'm the Marshall Mathers
"ying, ying, ying" on a motherfucker
Who needs Hogan when you got Sting on this motherfucker?
Less than five albums, the Ring on this motherfucker
California throne and I'm the on this motherfucker
I don't wanna hear it, weak ass
Crying on the hook, we gon' feel it
Old ass niggas, voice crack when you talk ass niggas
Rolling blunts for the boss ass
I in with 'Ye, Jeezy and boss ass niggas
Freshman cover a whole bunch 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 fuck these
(Yeah, they fuck niggas) Ain't no 3 stacks in your
your Top 10 spot and shove it up your ass, bitch boy

Niggas already fucked 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 that bitch my bricks, you bitch boy

I was in the XXL, red chucks 'round my
I was the G in the Unit, had round my set
Word to the Rhymes, had Bust round my set
Gave Kid a Glock in case they bust round my set
I'm from Compton where 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 pawn hit
in the chest, I'm Makaveli the Don and the vet
Don't say "What's up" you see me, you a pussy nigga
Stranget, fake ass Kanye, fake ass
Fake ass jewelry, how I know? I'm at the pawn
Nigga better off jacking Flav for his clock
Speaking of time, how more 'til the Game drop
So you can suck my and Complex can count my name drops
I been the underdog, I'm in the dog house
Fuck all these pussys, give me any name to out
Left Aftermath, Dre told me out
Stunna put me on a jet then we balled out
Landed in Miami, met 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
niggas ain't Nas, ain't Jigga to me
These niggas ain't Em, they 50 to me
You ain't Pun, you ain't Pac, you ain't to me
These niggas ain't Crips, they 60's to me
These niggas ain't Bloods, they ain't with me
Niggas talking that shit 'bout the new
Ol' emoji ass rappers, all these ass faces

Ay Frank go ahead and fuck these fuck niggas
they 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 drop dreams on that
I let my daughter scream on this motherfucker
The industry soft, I should let sing on this motherfucker
out
Blood money, we ride out
out
And think I won't send six niggas to your hide out
Gang