Luyện nghe bài hát Black Friday

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

The whole been in shambles
Everybody fugazi, I'm changing the channel
Lamar, the people's champion, I'm animal for analysts
Career damaging verses, with candles lit
I like my raps prolific
Since freestyling on lunch and park benches
And I mention my ten thousand hours in training
juggling gang-banging, my balancing was tremendous
And now we at the competition as quick submission
They out before we even get a chance to miss 'em
this about, is it money or skill?
Maybe it's both and I got large of it, it's real
You see my oath is 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 rollin' in that paper like two Adeles
Before scholars, I flowed tighter than virgin
We had to shake the game up and you're through turbulence
Everything is high 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 nowadays
It's seven figures and retainer for the case nowadays, I'm
Hiiigher power, every other hour since Bauer
Since boxes and lead showers, breaking the padlock
And the dead coward dying a thousand deaths, entire
Surround itself with bears, watch it nigga, you a profit, ah!
This is they want, I'm the one
This is vintage from 1990 -
I'm the son of the that got you niggas on
Play with him, bitch you better off for Donald Trump
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 College Dropout, Americans
more influential than rap music
I merge jazz with the trap music
I mix black soul with some 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 wilder than the
A locomotive track me down in my career
Runnin' shit with four pair, son of my bitch, I might demolish
A bitch right in front ya, chico, what have you here?
D-Bo, all of it one year, to California
It gets annoying, wanna deploy him
And bitches adore him, but industry shit ain't for him
Probably thinking it's for him, one me
Swallowed the key and kicking the door in, never leasing my
Mr. Valevictorian studied the game before
to you with boredom, baby rappers, abort them
To the I deport them, corporations extort them
I'm snapping off my endorphins, I mighty morphin'
My rather gorgeous, hundred bill to the doorman
Hundred mil in my fortune, they call me back in the
You're racing against the tortoise, pace myself important
Lace myself with the wisdom my playerism
So pay the man for performance, all of my garments
Kendrix performing, this fucking studio haunted (Ah!)
I tell a 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 writing I get sentimental
shit is just not fair
But why the should I care?
The story of your life
Two young stars was born and y'all die here
Oh Lord, be the yams
Billboard need 2Pac, damn
But number 9 makes sure he lives on,
Hoochie, coochie, in a trance
Every day a celebration, but the valley peaking me
Is not validation, nigga TDE
And my be salivating, salaries, better ratings
And casualties all me, don't make me do demonstrations

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

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