Luyện nghe bài hát Black Friday

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

The whole industry in shambles
Everybody fugazi, I'm just changing the
Kendrick Lamar, the people's champion, I'm for analysts
Career damaging verses, meditating with lit
I like my raps extra
Since freestyling on lunch tables and benches
And I won't mention my ten thousand hours in
While gang-banging, my balancing was tremendous
And now we look at the competition as submission
They tappin' out before we even get a chance to 'em
this about, is it money or skill?
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 y'all
To be the God emcees, you me well
Ridiculous, venomous, in my heart, the sinister
Run for cover, my lineage prove
I'm rollin' deep in that paper like two
Before scholars, I flowed tighter than virgin
We had to shake the up and you're flying through turbulence
Everything is high stakes nowadays, how it played nowadays
It's like an 8-ball to the nowadays
I'm nowadays, my gun is off the waist nowadays
It's figures and retainer for the case nowadays, I'm talking
power, every other hour since Eddie Bauer
Since boxes and lead showers, breaking the padlock
And the dead coward dying a deaths, entire lion
Surround itself with bears, it nigga, you share a profit, ah!
This is they want, I'm the one
This is from 1990 - somethin'
I'm the son of the pioneer got you niggas on
Play with him, you better off voting for Donald Trump
I'm yelling Mr. Kanye for president
He let me get some head inside the residence
I'm in the White House all out
College Dropout, God-bless Americans
Nothing influential than rap music
I merge fusion with the trap music
I mix black soul with 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 couldn't 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 you done here?
D-Bo, all of it one year, to California
It gets annoying, wanna deploy him
And bitches wanna adore him, but industry shit for him
thinking it's for him, only one me
Swallowed the key and kicking the door in, never my foreign
Mr. studied the game before them
Listen to you with boredom, 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 it's important
Lace myself with the my playerism enormous
So pay the man for performance, saucy all of my
Jimi Kendrix performing, this studio haunted (Ah!)
I tell a bitch don't me (Don't sweat me)
I kill this whole fuckin' beat if let me (Please Cole)
Ib never sent the instrumental
Every time I start I get sentimental
This is just not fair
But why the should I care?
The story of your here
Two young stars was born and y'all gon' die
Oh Lord, gotta be the
Billboard list 2Pac, damn
But number 9 makes sure he on, yeah
Hoochie, coochie, in a trance
day a celebration, but even the valley peaking me
Is not validation, this TDE
And my doggies be salivating, salaries, ratings
And casualties all me, don't make me do demonstrations

Murder my allegations and my finger traces
Adjourning my power patience and royalty payments
I'm sorry y'all not relating, this party is
I kill this whole muthafucking 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 ruckus had been my favorite, King the fuckin' greatest

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