Luyện nghe bài hát Chi-Raq To LA

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Know some Hoover niggas down to ride
For a homicide, when its drama
Niggas thinkin' that MCs
Can't get touched, it's hammer time
Who the is Lil Durk?
I dust you like ash and
Your flow wack, my flow
Got marble floors, floors crack
Got rap shit, mice traps, niggas broke, need ankle wraps
Don't ride around in LA, if you ain't come on the jet the strap
My niggas 52 Orange
orange coupes, Ciroc orange
Trel said fuck all you, my OG Chimp out
H rat, out ScHool
boy Q, my dog
You're a one, I owe you
Shot at them niggas when you heard the
If daughter ever need something, don't hesitate I got you
Posted up on sunset at the House Of Blues it's all cool
Might get trapped in too
call Mally Mall he Big U
I might be in Bel Air, still got in the field
20 Million, LK real, Yeezus in that SLR,
T Raw upper echelon, no Lil Jets G5's
Free CB, H Rat, Lil and baby Nitty
My Maybach cost 2
you got one? Don't talk my language
I'm king on yo bitch
and we in the gym
Tryna be a End up like 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 tombstone
You shit teenagers
barely on hundos
I'll hold you the slave you are, all my whips mayo
You Illinois? I'll bring the noise
You platinum? Don't talk to me
Grammy nominated? talk to me
20 Million? Don't to me
It's to this shit boy
you basement, Don't to me
You want the fame? I'll take your name and weak bitch you fall asleep with!

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

(Niggas ain't nothin')
aimed at yo whip, nigga!
(Niggas saying nothin')
Cash Money, Family Hustle 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
Talk about my on Instagram?
Nigga wanna get his ass socked again!
Tell a lie like I pulled out a on him
make me resurrect Pac again!
You ScHoolboy like Kendrick and Top and
Have a bitch nigga running to the cops
It's all Gucci Mane, Waka Flock and (green Light)
mean go nigga
if you ever see this ho nigga, on mamas it's a (green Light)
From my nigga died to Riverside
even your niggas it's a (green Light)
Better run through the red
fuck and be a dead one
(Jump in the middle of beef, I don't like no one)
(Step behind these bars and I write not one)
(Niggas bumping lips but they don't like no guns)
(Just close your eyes and light gon' come)
I don't fuck no new niggas
they to sue, no woo nigga
Tyga hit me "Durk dissing"
Dirk Dirk who nigga?
heard of these niggas
Some of the nerve of niggas
Don't me put on burgundy nigga
Let the AK I'm serving these
Yo T raw, time to these niggas
Black these niggas
I'm bitches, I'm taking chains
yeah I'm Young these niggas

Ain't start making guns when they you nigga
Ain't no Jayhawk but K you nigga
And I know Hoovers, I know 60s, I know Westside Pirus, down to die too
in on them 50s
I got niggas on west and the of Chi too
Pull up in an 87 Cutlass, throwing like Jay Cutler
Fuck this, this?
Niggas talking all that fuck shit, tough
Put a nigga on like
I Lil Wayne, I know Lil Reese
I Lil Herb, I know Lil Keef
I know Lil Boosie, nigga free like this ass whooping
Come fuck with me, I got hands, I got
Got damn I am what I am .45 Go with no jam
Bring a Vietnam, let's go ham
Niggas runnin' out of ham, go spam
Nigga dip through your set Killa Cam
I'm talkin' to the man, with no
This is a DM no gram
Ridin' through the Chi, ain't ever seen
Hit a 300 my little nigga Sosa
Brown paper bag, sippin' on a Loko
Nigga get love, I ain't talkin' 'bout The
Niggas got killers out here, side, they feel us out here
Weasel and Chicago, realest out here
Old man and the hill is out here
? on the low end
all my BD niggas bring the in
And BdD twins locked up in the and my nigga Bump J, hold your head
If you getting money hold your bread
Rock my Pelle P L.E.D.
them Bogus Boys? They Fuck me
I fuck with 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 never met a nigga who can't die
I'm so Southside I'm so
I'm so Westside, "Ain't I?"
Got more niggas in the Chi than Jay (Chi Jay)
I might be more Chi Town Ye' (Chi Town 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 Barksdale in this Shark Tale
OG like a car
spins, you do cartwheels
Lil Durk under a lil

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