Luyện nghe bài hát Bigger Than Me

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

You niggas ain't sold shit, not an album or a
Pussy putting rings on my old bitch
Dick the throat ass niggas, old ho' ass niggas
cause you went gold ass niggas
These niggas ain't spitting with me, you sicker than me
Fuck out my section you ain't sitting me
This for very important people, clear that we not equal
Clear you niggas faggots, I'm the black Marshall
"ying, ying, ying" on a motherfucker
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 motherfucker
I don't wanna hear it, ass lyrics
Crying on the hook, thinking we feel it
Old lost ass niggas, voice when you talk ass niggas
Rolling blunts for the ass niggas
I came in '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 hear that shit
May you in Piss, you fuck niggas, eh
Frank go ahead and fuck these niggas
(Yeah, they fuck niggas) Ain't no 3 stacks in your
Take your Top 10 spot and it up your ass, bitch boy

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

I was in the XXL, red chucks my neck
I was the G in the Unit, had round my set
Word to the Rhymes, had Busta round my set
Gave Whoo Kid a in case they bust round my set
I'm from where that Glock can't fuck with that Tec
some Bompton, 40 Glocc got socked in his neck
This a in the flesh, you a pawn hit reset
in the chest, I'm Makaveli the Don and the vet
Don't say "What's up" when you see me, you a nigga
Stranget, fake ass Kanye, fake ass
Fake ass jewelry, how I I'm at the pawn shop
Nigga better off jacking for his alarm clock
Speaking of time, how much more 'til the 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
Aftermath, Dre told me ball out
Stunna put me on a private jet then we out
Landed in Miami, met some ate 'em all out
Black Marshall Mathers, time to show 'em what it's all
"Ying, ying, ying" on a
"Ying, ying, ying" on a

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

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 on that motherfucker
I should let my daughter on this motherfucker
The industry soft, I let Miguel sing on this motherfucker
out
Blood money, we ride out
out
And don't think I won't send six niggas to hide out
Rich