Luyện nghe bài hát Black Friday

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

The industry been in shambles
Everybody fugazi, I'm changing the channel
Kendrick Lamar, the people's champion, I'm animal for
damaging verses, meditating with candles lit
I like my raps extra
Since freestyling on lunch tables and park
And I won't mention my ten hours in training
While gang-banging, my balancing was tremendous
And now we look at the as quick submission
They tappin' out before we even get a chance to 'em
What this about, is it or skill?
Maybe it's both and I got large amounts of it, it's
You see my oath is unbreakable, my style is never mistakable
I can see incapable
To be the God emcees, you me well
Ridiculous, venomous, hate in my heart, the
Run for cover, my prove itself
I'm rollin' deep in that paper like two
Before scholars, I tighter than virgin lips
We had to shake the game up and flying through turbulence
Everything is stakes nowadays, that's how it played nowadays
It's an 8-ball to the face 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, every other hour since Bauer
stash boxes and lead showers, breaking the padlock
And the coward dying a thousand deaths, entire lion
Surround itself with bears, it nigga, you share a profit, ah!
This is what want, I'm the one
This is vintage from - somethin'
I'm the son of the that got you niggas on
Play with him, you better off voting for Donald Trump
I'm yelling Mr. West for president
He probably let me get some head inside the
I'm in the White House all out
Bumping College Dropout, Americans
Nothing influential than rap music
I merge jazz fusion with the trap
I mix black soul with some and roll
never box me in, I'm David Blaine-ing all you hoes
Oh yea, let's go there, my DNA is DMT, I'm so
My was wilder than the NOLA
A locomotive couldn't me down in my career
this shit with 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, to California
It gets annoying, niggas deploy him
And bitches wanna him, but industry shit ain't for him
Probably it's for him, only one me
Swallowed the key and the door in, never leasing my foreign
Mr. Valevictorian the game before them
to you with boredom, baby rappers, abort them
To the I deport them, corporations extort them
I'm off my endorphins, I alien mighty morphin'
My radiance rather gorgeous, hundred to the doorman
Hundred mil in my fortune, they call me back in the
racing against the tortoise, pace myself it's important
Lace myself with the my playerism enormous
So pay the man for performance, all of my garments
Jimi Kendrix performing, this studio 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 the instrumental
Every time I start writing I get
shit is just not fair
But why the fuck should I
The of your life here
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, pussies in a
day a celebration, but even the valley peaking me
Is not validation, this TDE
And my doggies be salivating, salaries, better
And casualties all around me, don't make me do

Murder my allegations and burning my traces
Adjourning my power patience and 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 gotta it
I lay it, gotta show you fuckers I'm not to play with
The ruckus had my favorite, King Kunta the fuckin' greatest

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