Luyện nghe bài hát Chi-Raq To LA

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Know some Hoover niggas that's down to
For a homicide, when its time
thinkin' that they MCs
Can't get touched, it's hammer time
Who the fuck is Lil
I you like ash and purp
Your wack, my flow crack
Got marble floors, your floors
Got rap shit, mice traps, these broke, need ankle wraps
Don't ride around in LA, if you ain't on the jet with the strap
My niggas 52 roofs
orange coupes, Ciroc juice
Trel said fuck all you, my OG out soon
H rat, out ScHool
boy Q, my dog
a real one, I owe you
Shot at niggas when you heard the news
If your daughter ever need something, don't I got you
Posted up on at the House Of Blues like it's all cool
Might get in Vegas too
Mally Mall he with Big U
I might be in Bel Air, still got in the field
20 Million, LK real, with Yeezus in SLR,
T Raw echelon, no Lil Jets just G5's
Free CB, H Rat, Lil and baby Nitty
My Maybach cost 2
you ain't got one? Don't talk my
I'm king shitting on yo
and we in the gym
Tryna be a baller? End up Flip in "Above The Rim"
You too small like
I'm swatting the
I'll put you under the earth now it's a garden on your
You stain teenagers
barely teething on
I'll hold you like the slave you are, all my whips
You from Illinois? bring the noise
You ain't Don't talk to me
nominated? Don't talk to me
20 Million? talk to me
It's levels to shit boy
you basement, Don't to me
You want the fame? I'll take your name and that bitch you fall asleep with!

Ain't got no for this rap shit
Blood Money, Cash
got no time for this rap shit
Cash Money, Money
got no time for this rap shit
rap money, drug
I'm nigga, straightjacket!
Yo Trel let a nigga hit him a ratchet
Big U let a get some matches
I'ma the building this La Familia
Pull up and spin a nigga
Light it up, smoke a like a Backwood
(Gotta DMX)
through with my dogs
That chopper going through
This beef shit? me shit
up bangin' that Meek shit
That monster truck pull up side of Benz?

(Niggas saying nothin')
aimed at yo whip, nigga!
(Niggas saying nothin')
Cash Money, Family like Tip, nigga!
(Niggas ain't nothin')
through, few Bloods, few Crips, nigga!
(Niggas ain't nothin')
T I got you, don't trip, nigga!

First off lemme go on 40 Glocc
about my kids on Instagram?
Nigga wanna get his ass socked again!
Tell a lie like I out a Glock on him
make me resurrect Pac again!
You ScHoolboy like and Top and them
Have a bitch running to the cops again
It's all Gucci Mane, Flock and them (green Light)
mean go nigga
if you see this ho nigga, on mamas nigga it's a (green Light)
From where my nigga died to
even niggas know it's a (green Light)
Better run the red ones
fuck and be a dead one
(Jump in the middle of beef, I don't like no one)
(Step these bars and I don't write not one)
(Niggas bumping they lips but don't like no guns)
(Just your eyes and that light gon' come)
I fuck with no new niggas
like to sue, no woo nigga
Tyga hit me "Durk dissing"
Dirk Nowitzki? Dirk who
Never heard of niggas
Some of the of these niggas
Don't make me put on nigga
Let the AK I'm serving niggas
Yo T raw, time to these niggas
Black suburban these
I'm taking bitches, I'm chains
yeah I'm Young Bergin' niggas

start making guns when they made you nigga
Ain't no Jayhawk but I'll K you
And I know Hoovers, I know 60s, I know Pirus, niggas down to die too
in on them 50s
I got on west and the Southside of Chi too
Pull up in an 87 Cutlass, throwing bullets like Jay
Fuck this, this?
Niggas talking all that fuck shit, shit
Put a nigga on like
I know Lil Wayne, I Lil Reese
I know Lil Herb, I Lil Keef
I know Lil Boosie, that nigga free like this ass
fuck with me, I got hands, I got bands
Got damn I am what I am .45 Go blam no jam
Bring a nigga Vietnam, go ham
Niggas runnin' out of ham, let's go
Nigga dip through set like Killa Cam
I'm to the man, with no fans
This is a DM with no
Ridin' through the Chi, ever seen Oprah
Hit a 300 with my little Sosa
Brown paper bag, sippin' on a Loko
Nigga get love, I ain't 'bout The Notebook
Niggas got killers out here, side, they feel us out here
Like Weasel and Chicago, out here
Old man and the capitol is out here
? on the low end
all my BD bring the dope in
And BdD twins up in the feds and my nigga Bump J, hold your head
If you money nigga hold your bread
Rock my P like L.E.D.
Bogus Boys? They Fuck with me
I with stones till I OD'
69, Seven Deuce, Marshalville I Murderville
Yellow G, gave me a bitch off of Ave I use her to kill
She the Chi, but she ain't shy
She ain't met a nigga who can't die
I'm so I'm so Northside
I'm so Westside, "Ain't I?"
Got niggas in the Chi than Jay (Chi than Jay)
I might be more Chi Town than Ye' (Chi than Ye')
I'm on the low end with my nigga Par K (With my Par K)
And he A GD, but it's free J
4Ch but I'm like Barksdale in Shark Tale
OG a car sale
Chopper spins, you do
Lil under a lil dirt

(And nobody you)
Dis ain't what want!
(Nobody you)
(Bitch I thought that was song!)
(I'm bout to you)
You done caught a Little L dog
(Man knows you)
You of Lil Durk? Nigga, hell nah!