Luyện nghe bài hát Bigger Than Me

These niggas bigger than me
These ain't Nas, ain't 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 ain't Bloods, they dripping with me
Niggas talking that shit the new generation, man
Fuck these niggas, I'll your fucking faces

You ain't sold shit, not an album or a rock
Pussy nigga rings on my old bitch
Dick the throat ass niggas, old ho' ass niggas
Happy cause you went gold ass
These ain't spitting with me, you ain't sicker 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 Hulk Hogan when you got Sting on this motherfucker?
Less than five albums, Kiss the Ring on motherfucker
California throne and I'm the on this motherfucker
I don't wanna it, weak ass lyrics
Crying on the hook, thinking we gon' it
Old lost ass niggas, voice crack you talk ass niggas
Rolling blunts for the boss ass
I came in 'Ye, Jeezy and boss ass niggas
Your Freshman cover a whole bunch of soft ass
Tampon lyricists, evacuate the
Mute BET Cyphers, cause I don't wanna hear that
May you in Piss, you fuck niggas, eh
Frank Ocean go ahead and these niggas
(Yeah, they fuck niggas) no 3 stacks in your class
Take Top 10 spot and shove it up your ass, bitch boy

Niggas fucked your bitch, you bitch boy
And every time you kiss on that ho, you suck my dick, you boy
And when you buy 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 from Compton where that Glock can't fuck with Tec
some 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
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
Nigga off jacking Flav for his alarm clock
Speaking of time, how much 'til the Game drop
So you can suck my dick and Complex can my name drops
I been the underdog, I'm cool in the dog
Fuck all these pussys, me any name to call out
Left Aftermath, Dre told me out
Stunna put me on a jet then we balled out
Landed in Miami, met some ate 'em all out
Black Marshall Mathers, to show 'em what it's all 'bout
"Ying, ying, ying" on a
"Ying, ying, ying" on a

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

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