Luyện nghe bài hát Black Friday

Dick like Rottweiler
Can you handle it? Can you it? Woo woo, woo woo

The whole industry in shambles
Everybody fugazi, I'm just changing the
Kendrick Lamar, the people's champion, I'm animal for
Career damaging verses, with candles lit
I like my extra prolific
Since freestyling on lunch tables and benches
And I won't mention my ten hours in training
While gang-banging, my balancing was tremendous
And now we at the competition as quick submission
tappin' out before we even get a chance to miss 'em
What this about, is it money or
Maybe it's and I got large amounts of it, it's real
You see my is very unbreakable, my style is never mistakable
I can see y'all
To be the God emcees, you know me
Ridiculous, venomous, in my heart, the sinister
Run for cover, my lineage itself
I'm rollin' deep in paper like two Adeles
Before scholars, I flowed tighter virgin lips
We had to shake the game up and you're flying through
Everything is high nowadays, that's how it played nowadays
It's like an 8-ball to the nowadays
I'm laced nowadays, my gun is off the waist
It's seven and retainer for the case nowadays, I'm talking
Hiiigher power, other hour since Eddie Bauer
Since boxes and lead showers, breaking the padlock
And the dead coward dying a thousand deaths, lion
Surround with bears, watch it nigga, you share a profit, ah!
This is what want, I'm the one
is vintage from 1990 - somethin'
I'm the son of the pioneer got you niggas on
Play with him, bitch you better off for Donald Trump
I'm yelling Mr. Kanye for president
He probably let me get head inside the residence
I'm in the House going all out
Bumping College Dropout, Americans
more influential than rap music
I merge jazz fusion the trap music
I mix black soul with rock and roll
They never box me in, I'm David all you hoes
Oh yea, let's go there, my DNA is DMT, I'm so
My juvenile was than the NOLA
A locomotive couldn't track me in my career
Runnin' this shit four pair, son of my bitch, I might demolish
A right in front ya, chico, what have you done here?
D-Bo, all of it one year, Mississippi to
It gets annoying, niggas deploy him
And bitches adore him, but industry shit ain't for him
thinking it's for him, only one me
Swallowed the key and kicking the door in, never my foreign
Mr. Valevictorian studied the game them
Listen to you with boredom, baby rappers, them
To the I deport them, corporations extort them
I'm snapping off my endorphins, I alien mighty
My radiance gorgeous, hundred bill to the doorman
Hundred mil in my fortune, call me back in the morning
You're racing against the tortoise, pace it's important
Lace with the wisdom my playerism enormous
So pay the man for performance, saucy all of my
Jimi Kendrix performing, this fucking studio (Ah!)
I a bitch don't sweat me (Don't sweat me)
I kill this whole beat if Cole let me (Please Cole)
Ib should've never the instrumental
Every I start writing I get sentimental
This is just not fair
But why the fuck I care?
The story of your life
Two young was born and y'all gon' die here
Oh Lord, be the yams
list need 2Pac, damn
But number 9 makes sure he on, yeah
Hoochie, coochie, in a trance
day a celebration, but even the valley peaking me
Is not validation, this TDE
And my be salivating, salaries, better ratings
And casualties all around me, make me do demonstrations

Murder my allegations and burning my traces
Adjourning my power and earning royalty payments
I'm sorry not relating, this party is reservated
I kill whole muthafucking beat if J. Cole say it
My nigga Ib chopped the instrumental, I slay it
I gotta lay it, show you fuckers I'm not to play with
The ruckus had my favorite, King Kunta the fuckin' greatest

Burnin' my
(Nah I'm fuckin' wit cha)