Luyện nghe bài hát Black Friday

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

The whole industry been in
Everybody fugazi, I'm just the channel
Lamar, the people's champion, I'm animal for analysts
Career damaging verses, with candles lit
I my raps extra prolific
freestyling on lunch tables and park benches
And I won't my ten thousand hours in training
While juggling gang-banging, my was tremendous
And now we look at the as quick submission
They tappin' out before we get a chance to miss '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 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 flying through turbulence
Everything is high stakes nowadays, that's how it nowadays
It's like an 8-ball to the nowadays
I'm laced nowadays, my gun is off the waist
It's seven figures and for the case nowadays, I'm talking
Hiiigher power, every other since Eddie Bauer
Since boxes and lead showers, breaking the padlock
And the dead coward dying a thousand deaths, lion
Surround itself with bears, it nigga, you share a profit, ah!
This is they want, I'm the one
This is vintage 1990 - somethin'
I'm the son of the pioneer that got you on
Play with him, bitch you better off voting for Donald
I'm yelling Mr. Kanye for president
He let me get some head inside the residence
I'm in the House going all out
Bumping College Dropout, God-bless
more influential than rap music
I merge jazz fusion with the music
I mix black with some rock and roll
They box me in, I'm David Blaine-ing all you hoes
Oh yea, go there, my DNA is DMT, I'm so rare
My juvenile was than the NOLA
A locomotive couldn't track me down in my
Runnin' shit 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 annoying, niggas wanna deploy him
And bitches wanna adore him, but industry shit for him
Probably it's for him, only one me
Swallowed the key and kicking the door in, leasing my foreign
Mr. Valevictorian studied the before them
Listen to you with boredom, baby rappers, them
To the grave I deport them, extort them
I'm snapping off my endorphins, I mighty morphin'
My radiance rather gorgeous, bill to the doorman
mil in my fortune, they call me back in the morning
You're racing against the tortoise, myself it's important
Lace myself the wisdom my playerism enormous
So pay the man for performance, all of my garments
Jimi Kendrix performing, this studio haunted (Ah!)
I tell a bitch don't sweat me (Don't me)
I kill whole fuckin' beat if Cole let me (Please Cole)
Ib should've sent the instrumental
Every time I writing I get sentimental
This shit is not fair
But why the fuck I care?
The of your life here
Two stars was born and y'all gon' die here
Oh Lord, be the yams
Billboard need 2Pac, damn
But 9 makes sure he lives on, yeah
Hoochie, coochie, pussies in a
Every day a celebration, but even the valley me
Is not validation, nigga TDE
And my doggies be salivating, salaries, better
And casualties all around me, make me do demonstrations

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

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