Luyện nghe bài hát Boomshakalaka

We livin in the days
we saw what's over

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

I'm ballin in my hand
Bet this mother fucker NBA Jam
Up the springfield, don't' my aim off
My Louie Jacket cost more then ya chain
I'm act up
Now punks 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
Turn your on, she extra horny
And I know what I'm on, your fine ass
She got red on the wine glass
I you niggas mad
I see you wagging
Act like you got some or something bad will happen
She got off work and came straight to the
Your bitch tryina catch a date with rich thug
Oh you mad

Bitch trill OG barbeda on
Triger finger on the triger and all steady
No is too big or too small
Got the eye to see around corners and through walls
No who calls we answer first ring
Mind on the money baby the first thing
Got your mama [?]
Losing a hundred wouldn't be the worst thing
This mob music, stricktly for made men
Run up like you it you can catch up fate then
I ain't playin I'll pop you and I'm not stayin
They gone you right there in the same spot you lay in
I'm no the one and I'm no the two bro
I'm the cat who gone 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 a living legend (sha-plow)
Thiss what you call a eleven (sha-plow)
Here's two on the way down plow
Here's four plow plow plow plow
I got a plan to take over land
If you keep it a hundred I keep it a hundred
I'm not a you know my name now my story
You you represent fame I rep glory
Damn now these talkin down
But don't say nothin when I'm around
They don't fuck y'all no doubt you get a pound
No matter of fuck that you get around
I don't' hang with niggas I hang with killers
I don't fuck with these rap niggas they ain't my
My whole outfit from
Show up to your house like Robert Harris