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

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
Kendrick Lamar, the people's champion, I'm for analysts
Career damaging verses, with candles lit
I like my raps prolific
Since on lunch tables 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 submission
They tappin' out before we even get a to miss 'em
What this about, is it money or
Maybe it's and I got large amounts of it, it's real
You see my oath is unbreakable, my style is never mistakable
I can see y'all
To be the God emcees, you me well
Ridiculous, venomous, hate in my heart, the
Run for cover, my prove itself
I'm rollin' deep in that like two Adeles
Before scholars, I flowed than virgin lips
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 face
I'm nowadays, my gun is off the waist nowadays
It's seven figures and retainer for the case nowadays, I'm
power, every other hour since Eddie Bauer
Since stash boxes and lead showers, the padlock
And the dead coward a thousand deaths, entire lion
itself with bears, watch it nigga, you share a profit, ah!
This is what want, I'm the one
This is vintage 1990 - somethin'
I'm the son of the pioneer that got you on
with him, bitch you better off voting for Donald Trump
I'm yelling Mr. Kanye for president
He probably let me get some head the residence
I'm in the White going all out
Bumping College Dropout, Americans
Nothing more than rap music
I merge jazz with the trap music
I mix black with some rock and roll
They never box me in, I'm David Blaine-ing all you
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
this 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, Mississippi to
It gets annoying, niggas deploy him
And bitches wanna adore him, but industry ain't for him
thinking it's for him, only one me
Swallowed the key and kicking the door in, never leasing my
Mr. Valevictorian studied the game them
Listen to you with boredom, baby rappers, them
To the grave I deport them, corporations extort
I'm off my endorphins, I alien mighty morphin'
My rather gorgeous, hundred bill to the doorman
Hundred mil in my fortune, they me back in the morning
You're racing against the tortoise, myself it's important
Lace myself with the wisdom my playerism
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 never sent the instrumental
Every time I writing I get sentimental
This is just not fair
But why the should I care?
The story of your life
Two young was born and y'all gon' die here
Oh Lord, be the yams
list need 2Pac, damn
But number 9 sure he lives on, yeah
Hoochie, coochie, pussies in a
Every day a celebration, but even the valley me
Is not validation, nigga TDE
And my doggies be salivating, salaries, better
And casualties all around me, don't make me do

Murder my and burning my finger traces
Adjourning my patience and earning 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 gotta it
I lay it, gotta show you fuckers I'm not to play with
The ruckus had been my favorite, King Kunta the fuckin'

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