Luyện nghe bài hát Boomshakalaka

We in the last days
Yeah we saw over

40 on me you off papa
And even got the cocka boomshakalaka
Yeah I'm a young mother fucker
Put the hammer out and rock it boomshakalaka
My niggas hit licks like shotas with the glockas
Like Boomshakalaka
And my gone blast and she got that ass
Like nigga
say we runnin out of time
And they gonna drop rhyme like boomshakalaka
I'm a lose my mind and I'm a
Blast this tech nine like boomshakalaka
People say we runnin out of
And gonna drop anotha rhyme like boomshakalaka
A nigga run me and try to take mine
I'm a pop this nine like boomshakalaka bitch

I'm forty in my hand
Bet mother fucker won't NBA Jam
Up the springfield, think my aim off
My Louie Jacket more then ya chain cost
I'm act up
Now show just how I'm strapped up
on me, (fuck you up)
Hot damn, son of a
your daddy hush don't be a son of a snitch
Turn tha t.v. on, they stories
your bitches on, she extra horny
And I know what I'm on, with fine ass
She got red on the wine glass
I you niggas mad
I see you tail
Act like you got some sense or something bad will
She got off work and straight to the club
Your bitch tryina a date with some rich thug
Oh you mad

Bitch trill OG on ready
Triger on the triger and it's all steady
No problem is too big or too
Got the eye to see around corners and through walls
No matter who we answer first ring
Mind on the money baby that's the thing
Got your mama [?]
Losing a million wouldn't be the worst thing
This mob music, stricktly for made men
Run up like you want it you can up fate then
I ain't playin I'll pop you and then I'm not
They gone find you right in the same spot you lay in
I'm no the one and I'm no the two bro
I'm the cat who make it do what it do bro
And you so act right
'Cause I'm gonna the mack tight make it go boomshakalaka

I'm what you call a legend (sha-plow)
Thiss what you a mack eleven (sha-plow)
two on the way down plow plow
Here's four more plow plow plow
I got a plan to take over your
If you keep it a I keep it a hundred grand
I'm not a star you my name now my story
You simple you fame I rep glory
now these nigga's talkin down
But they don't say nothin when I'm
They don't fuck with y'all no doubt you get a
No matter of fact fuck you get around
I don't' hang with industry niggas I hang killers
I don't fuck with rap niggas they ain't my niggas
My whole from Paris
Show up to your house like Robert Harris