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

Dick like 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 animal for
Career damaging verses, meditating with lit
I like my extra prolific
Since on lunch tables and park benches
And I won't 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 or skill?
it's both 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 know me
Ridiculous, venomous, in my heart, the sinister
Run for cover, my prove itself
I'm rollin' deep in that like two Adeles
Before scholars, I flowed tighter than lips
We had to shake the game up and you're flying through
Everything is stakes nowadays, that's how it played nowadays
It's like an 8-ball to the nowadays
I'm laced nowadays, my gun is off the nowadays
seven figures and retainer for the case nowadays, I'm talking
Hiiigher power, other hour since Eddie Bauer
Since stash boxes and showers, breaking the padlock
And the dead dying a thousand deaths, entire lion
Surround itself 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 got you niggas on
Play with him, bitch you better off voting for Trump
I'm Mr. Kanye West for president
He probably let me get some head inside the
I'm in the White House all out
Bumping Dropout, God-bless Americans
Nothing more influential rap music
I merge fusion with the trap music
I mix black soul with some 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 wilder the NOLA
A couldn't track me down in my career
Runnin' this shit with four pair, son of my bitch, I might
A bitch right in front ya, chico, what you done here?
D-Bo, all of it one year, to California
It annoying, niggas wanna deploy him
And bitches adore him, but industry shit ain't for him
Probably it's for him, only one me
Swallowed the key and kicking the door in, leasing my foreign
Mr. studied the game before them
Listen to you boredom, baby rappers, abort them
To the grave I deport them, corporations extort
I'm snapping off my endorphins, I mighty morphin'
My radiance rather gorgeous, bill to the doorman
mil in my fortune, they call me back in the morning
You're racing against the tortoise, pace it's important
Lace myself the wisdom my playerism enormous
So pay the man for performance, all of my garments
Kendrix performing, this fucking studio haunted (Ah!)
I tell a bitch sweat me (Don't sweat me)
I kill this whole fuckin' beat if let me (Please Cole)
Ib should've never the instrumental
Every time I start writing I get
This shit is not fair
But why the fuck should I
The story of life here
Two young stars was born and y'all die here
Oh Lord, gotta be the
Billboard need 2Pac, damn
But 9 makes sure he lives on, yeah
Hoochie, coochie, pussies in a
Every day a celebration, but the valley peaking me
Is not validation, nigga TDE
And my doggies be salivating, salaries, ratings
And casualties all around me, don't make me do

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

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