Luyện nghe bài hát Boomshakalaka

We livin in the days
Yeah we saw what's

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

I'm ballin forty in my
Bet mother fucker won't NBA Jam
Up the springfield, think my aim off
My Jacket cost 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
Tell your daddy hush be a son of a snitch
Turn tha t.v. on, they tellin'
your bitches on, she extra horny
And I know what I'm on, with fine ass
She got red lipstick on the glass
I you niggas mad
I see you wagging
Act like you got some sense or something bad happen
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
finger on the triger and it's all steady
No problem is too big or too
Got the third eye to see around corners and through
No who calls we answer first ring
Mind on the money baby the first thing
Got baby mama [?]
Losing a million wouldn't be the worst thing
This that mob music, for made men
Run up like you want it you can catch up fate
I ain't I'll pop you and then I'm not stayin
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 gone make it do it do bro
And you so act right
'Cause I'm gonna keep the mack tight make it go

I'm what you a living legend (sha-plow)
Thiss what you call a eleven (sha-plow)
Here's two on the way plow 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 fame I rep glory
now these nigga's talkin down
But they don't say when I'm around
They fuck with y'all no doubt you get a pound
No matter of fact fuck that you get
I don't' hang with industry niggas I with killers
I don't fuck with rap niggas they ain't my niggas
My whole outfit Paris
Show up to house party like Robert Harris