Luyện nghe bài hát Black Friday

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

The whole been 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 raps extra
freestyling on lunch tables and park benches
And I mention my ten thousand hours in training
While gang-banging, my balancing was tremendous
And now we look at the competition as quick
They tappin' out before we get a chance to miss 'em
What this about, is it money or
Maybe it's both and I got large amounts of it, it's
You see my is very unbreakable, my style is never mistakable
I can see incapable
To be the God emcees, you know me
Ridiculous, venomous, hate in my heart, the
Run for cover, my lineage itself
I'm deep in that paper like two Adeles
Before scholars, I flowed tighter than lips
We had to the game up and you're flying through turbulence
Everything is high nowadays, that's how it played nowadays
like an 8-ball to the face nowadays
I'm nowadays, my gun is off the waist nowadays
seven figures and retainer for the case nowadays, I'm talking
Hiiigher power, other hour since Eddie Bauer
Since stash boxes and showers, breaking the padlock
And the dead coward dying a thousand deaths, entire
Surround with bears, watch it nigga, you share a profit, ah!
is what they want, I'm the one
This is vintage from 1990 -
I'm the son of the pioneer that got you on
Play with him, you better off voting for Donald Trump
I'm yelling Mr. Kanye for president
He probably let me get some head inside the
I'm in the White House all out
College Dropout, God-bless Americans
Nothing more influential than rap
I merge jazz with the trap music
I mix black soul some rock and roll
They never box me in, I'm David Blaine-ing all you
Oh yea, let's go there, my DNA is DMT, I'm so
My juvenile was wilder the NOLA
A locomotive track me down in my career
Runnin' this with four pair, son of my bitch, I might demolish
A bitch right in ya, chico, what have you done here?
D-Bo, all of it one year, Mississippi to
It gets annoying, niggas wanna him
And bitches wanna adore him, but shit ain't for him
Probably thinking it's for him, one me
Swallowed the key and kicking the door in, never my foreign
Mr. Valevictorian studied the game them
to you with boredom, baby rappers, abort them
To the grave I them, corporations extort them
I'm off my endorphins, I alien mighty morphin'
My radiance gorgeous, hundred bill to the doorman
Hundred mil in my fortune, they call me in the morning
You're racing against the tortoise, pace myself it's
Lace myself with the my playerism enormous
So pay the man for performance, saucy all of my
Jimi Kendrix performing, this fucking haunted (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 sent the
Every time I start writing I get
shit is just not fair
But why the fuck should I
The story of your here
Two young stars was born and gon' die here
Oh Lord, be the yams
Billboard list need 2Pac,
But number 9 makes he lives on, yeah
Hoochie, coochie, in a trance
day a celebration, but even the valley peaking me
Is not validation, this TDE
And my doggies be salivating, salaries, ratings
And all around me, don't make me do demonstrations

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

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