Luyện nghe bài hát Black Friday

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

The industry been in shambles
fugazi, I'm just changing the channel
Kendrick Lamar, the champion, I'm animal for analysts
Career damaging verses, with candles lit
I like my raps prolific
Since freestyling on lunch tables and benches
And I won't my ten thousand hours in training
While juggling gang-banging, my balancing was
And now we look at the as quick submission
tappin' out before we even get a chance to miss 'em
What this about, is it money or
Maybe it's both and I got amounts of it, it's real
You see my oath is very unbreakable, my is never mistakable
I can see incapable
To be the God emcees, you me well
Ridiculous, venomous, in my heart, the sinister
Run for cover, my lineage itself
I'm rollin' deep in that paper like two
Before scholars, I flowed tighter than virgin
We had to shake the game up and you're flying through
Everything is high stakes nowadays, that's how it played
It's 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, every other hour since Bauer
Since stash boxes and lead showers, the padlock
And the dead dying a thousand deaths, entire lion
Surround with 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 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 going all out
College Dropout, God-bless Americans
Nothing influential than rap music
I merge jazz fusion with the trap
I mix soul with some rock and roll
never 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' this with four pair, son of my bitch, I might demolish
A bitch right in front ya, chico, have you done here?
D-Bo, all of it one year, Mississippi to
It gets annoying, niggas wanna him
And bitches adore him, but industry shit ain't for him
Probably thinking for him, only one me
Swallowed the key and kicking the door in, never leasing my
Mr. Valevictorian studied the before them
Listen to you 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
mil in my fortune, they call me back in the morning
You're racing the tortoise, pace myself it's important
myself with the wisdom my playerism enormous
So pay the man for performance, all of my garments
Jimi Kendrix performing, fucking studio haunted (Ah!)
I tell a bitch don't me (Don't sweat me)
I kill this whole fuckin' if Cole let me (Please Cole)
Ib should've never the instrumental
Every I start writing I get sentimental
This shit is not fair
But why the fuck should I
The story of life here
Two young stars was born and gon' die here
Oh Lord, be the yams
Billboard list need 2Pac,
But number 9 makes sure he on, yeah
Hoochie, coochie, pussies in a
Every day a celebration, but even the valley me
Is not validation, this 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 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 gotta lay it, gotta show you fuckers I'm not to with
The ruckus had my favorite, King Kunta the fuckin' greatest

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