Luyện nghe bài hát Black Friday

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

The whole been in shambles
Everybody fugazi, I'm just changing the
Lamar, the people's champion, I'm animal for analysts
Career damaging verses, meditating candles lit
I like my raps prolific
Since freestyling on lunch and park benches
And I won't mention my ten thousand in training
While gang-banging, my balancing was tremendous
And now we look at the competition as quick
They out before we even get a chance to miss 'em
What this about, is it money or
Maybe it's both and I got large amounts of it, real
You see my oath is very unbreakable, my style is mistakable
I can see incapable
To be the God emcees, you know me
Ridiculous, venomous, in my heart, the sinister
Run for cover, my lineage prove
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 turbulence
Everything is high nowadays, that's how it played nowadays
It's like an 8-ball to the face
I'm laced nowadays, my gun is off the nowadays
It's figures and retainer for the case nowadays, I'm talking
power, every other hour since Eddie Bauer
Since stash boxes and lead showers, breaking the
And the coward dying a thousand deaths, entire lion
Surround itself bears, watch it nigga, you share a profit, ah!
is what they want, I'm the one
This is from 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 Mr. Kanye West for president
He let me get some head inside the residence
I'm in the White House all out
Bumping Dropout, God-bless Americans
more influential than rap music
I merge jazz fusion with the trap
I mix black with some rock and roll
They 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 juvenile was wilder the NOLA
A locomotive couldn't track me down in my
Runnin' this shit four pair, son of my bitch, I might demolish
A bitch in front 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 him, but industry shit ain't for him
Probably it's for him, only one me
Swallowed the key and kicking the in, never leasing my foreign
Mr. Valevictorian studied the game them
to you with boredom, baby rappers, abort them
To the grave I deport them, corporations extort
I'm snapping off my endorphins, I alien morphin'
My rather 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 myself with the wisdom my enormous
So pay the man for performance, saucy all of my
Jimi performing, this fucking studio haunted (Ah!)
I tell a bitch sweat me (Don't sweat me)
I kill this whole beat if Cole let me (Please Cole)
Ib should've never the instrumental
time I start writing I get sentimental
This shit is not fair
But why the fuck should I
The of your life here
Two stars was born and y'all gon' die here
Oh Lord, gotta be the
Billboard list 2Pac, damn
But number 9 sure he lives on, yeah
Hoochie, coochie, pussies in a
Every day a celebration, but even the peaking me
Is not validation, this TDE
And my doggies be salivating, salaries, better
And all around me, don't make me do demonstrations

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

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