Luyện nghe bài hát Black Friday (A Tale Of 2 Citiez Remix)

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
Kendrick Lamar, the champion, I'm animal for analysts
Career verses, meditating with candles lit
I my raps extra prolific
Since freestyling on lunch and park benches
And I mention my ten thousand hours in training
While gang-banging, my balancing was tremendous
And now we look at the competition as quick
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 large amounts of it, it's
You see my oath is very unbreakable, my style is 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 prove itself
I'm rollin' deep in paper like two Adeles
scholars, I flowed tighter than virgin lips
We had to shake the up and you're flying through turbulence
Everything is stakes 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 seven figures and retainer for the nowadays, I'm talking
Hiiigher power, every hour since Eddie Bauer
Since stash and lead showers, breaking the padlock
And the dead coward a thousand deaths, entire lion
Surround itself with bears, it nigga, you share a profit, ah!
This is what want, I'm the one
This is vintage from - somethin'
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 Dropout, God-bless Americans
Nothing more influential than rap
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, go there, my DNA is DMT, I'm so rare
My was wilder than the NOLA
A locomotive couldn't track me down in my
Runnin' this shit with four pair, son of my bitch, I might
A bitch right in front ya, chico, what have you done
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 in, never leasing my foreign
Mr. Valevictorian studied the game them
Listen to you with boredom, baby rappers, abort
To the grave I deport them, extort them
I'm off my endorphins, I alien mighty morphin'
My radiance gorgeous, hundred bill to the doorman
Hundred mil in my fortune, they me back in the morning
You're racing the tortoise, pace myself it's important
Lace 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 sweat me (Don't me)
I kill this fuckin' beat if Cole let me (Please Cole)
Ib should've sent the instrumental
Every I start writing I get sentimental
shit is just not fair
But why the fuck should I
The story of your life
Two young stars was born and y'all gon' die
Oh Lord, gotta be the
list need 2Pac, damn
But number 9 makes sure he lives on,
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, ratings
And casualties all around me, don't me do demonstrations

Murder my allegations and my finger traces
Adjourning my power patience and earning payments
I'm y'all not relating, this party is reservated
I this whole muthafucking beat if J. Cole 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 had been my favorite, King Kunta the fuckin' greatest

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