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' they MCs
Can't get touched, well hammer time
Who the is Lil Durk?
I dust you ash and purp
Your flow wack, my flow
Got marble floors, floors crack
Got rap shit, mice traps, these niggas broke, need ankle
Don't ride around in LA, if you ain't come on the jet the strap
My niggas 52 Orange
orange coupes, orange juice
Trel fuck all you, my OG Chimp out soon
H rat, out ScHool
boy Q, my dog
You're a one, I owe you
Shot at them niggas when you 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 trapped in too
call Mall he with Big U
I be in Bel Air, still got niggas in the field
20 Million, LK real, with Yeezus in SLR,
T Raw upper echelon, no Lil Jets just
Free CB, H Rat, Lil and baby Nitty
My cost 2 chickens
you ain't got one? Don't talk my
I'm king on yo bitch
and we in the gym
Tryna be a baller? End up like in "Above The Rim"
You too small Smeagol
I'm swatting the
I'll put you under the now it's a garden on your tombstone
You shit stain
barely teething on
I'll hold you like the slave you are, all my mayo
You from I'll bring the noise
You ain't Don't talk to me
Grammy nominated? talk to me
20 Million? Don't to me
It's levels to this boy
you basement, Don't to me
You want the fame? I'll take your name and that weak bitch you asleep with!

Ain't got no for this rap shit
Money, Cash Money
Ain't got no time for rap shit
Cash Money, 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 some
I'ma torch the building this La
Pull up and spin a nigga
Light it up, smoke a nigga like a
(Gotta DMX)
Coming through with my
That chopper going walls
This beef shit? That's me
Pull up bangin' Meek shit
That monster truck pull up side of Benz?

(Niggas saying nothin')
Choppers at yo whip, nigga!
(Niggas ain't nothin')
Money, Family Hustle like Tip, nigga!
(Niggas saying nothin')
through, few Bloods, few Crips, nigga!
(Niggas saying nothin')
T Raw? I got you, trip, nigga!

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

Ain't start making guns they made you nigga
no Jayhawk but I'll K you nigga
And I know Hoovers, I know 60s, I know Westside Pirus, niggas to die too
Move in on 50s
I got niggas on and the Southside of Chi too
up in an 87 Cutlass, throwing bullets like Jay Cutler
Fuck this, what's
talking all that fuck shit, tough shit
Put a on like Trukfit
I know Lil Wayne, I know Lil
I know Lil Herb, I know Lil
I know Lil Boosie, that free like this ass whooping
fuck with me, I got hands, I got bands
Got damn I am what I am .45 Go blam no jam
a nigga Vietnam, let's go ham
Niggas runnin' out of ham, go spam
Nigga dip through set like Killa Cam
I'm talkin' to the man, no fans
is a DM with no gram
Ridin' through the Chi, ain't ever Oprah
Hit a 300 with my nigga Sosa
Brown paper bag, on a Four Loko
Nigga get love, I ain't talkin' 'bout The
Niggas got killers out here, west side, they feel us out
Like and Chicago, realest out here
Old man and the capitol is out here
? on the low end
all my BD niggas the dope in
And BdD twins locked up in the feds and my nigga J, hold your head
If you getting money hold your bread
Rock my Pelle P L.E.D.
Bogus Boys? They Fuck with me
I fuck stones till I OD'
69, Seven Deuce, Marshalville I Murderville
Yellow G, gave me a bitch off of Damen Ave I use her to
She the Chi, but she ain't shy
She ain't never met a nigga who die
I'm so Southside I'm so
I'm so Westside, "Ain't I?"
Got more niggas in the Chi Jay (Chi than Jay)
I might be Chi Town than Ye' (Chi Town than Ye')
I'm on the low end my nigga Par K (With my nigga Par K)
And he A GD, but free Bump J
4Ch but I'm like Barksdale in Shark Tale
OG a car sale
Chopper spins, you do
Lil under a lil dirt

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