Luyện nghe bài hát Boomshakalaka

We livin in the days
Yeah we saw what's

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

I'm forty in my hand
Bet mother fucker won't NBA Jam
Up the springfield, don't' my aim off
My Louie Jacket cost more ya chain cost
I'm act up
Now show punks how I'm strapped up
on me, (fuck you up)
Hot damn, son of a
Tell your daddy hush be a son of a snitch
Turn tha t.v. on, tellin' stories
Turn bitches on, she extra horny
And I know what I'm on, with your ass
She got red lipstick on the wine
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 catch a date with some thug
Oh you mad

Bitch trill OG on ready
Triger finger on the triger and it's all
No is too big or too small
Got the third eye to see corners and through walls
No matter who we answer first ring
Mind on the money baby the first thing
Got your baby [?]
Losing a hundred million wouldn't be the thing
This that mob music, stricktly for men
Run up you want it you can catch up fate then
I ain't playin pop you and then I'm not stayin
They gone find you right there in the same 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 keep the tight make it go boomshakalaka

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