Luyện nghe bài hát Chi-Raq To LA

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Know some Hoover niggas that's down to
For a homicide, its drama time
thinkin' that they MCs
Can't get touched, well hammer time
Who the is Lil Durk?
I dust you ash and purp
Your flow wack, my crack
Got marble floors, your floors
Got rap shit, traps, these 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, orange juice
Trel said all you, my OG Chimp out soon
H rat, shout out
boy Q, my dog
a real one, I owe you
Shot at them when you heard the news
If your daughter need something, don't hesitate I got you
Posted up on sunset at the House Of Blues like all cool
Might get in Vegas too
call Mally he with Big U
I be in Bel Air, still got niggas 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 Punch and Nitty
My Maybach cost 2
you ain't got one? Don't my language
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 like
I'm the mosquito
I'll put you the earth now it's a garden on your tombstone
You shit stain
barely on hundos
I'll hold you like the slave you are, all my mayo
You Illinois? I'll bring the noise
You ain't platinum? talk to me
Grammy nominated? Don't to me
20 Million? talk to me
levels to this shit boy
you basement, talk to me
You want the fame? I'll take your name and that weak bitch you asleep with!

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

(Niggas ain't nothin')
Choppers at yo whip, nigga!
(Niggas saying 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 again
Talk my kids on Instagram?
must wanna get his ass socked again!
Tell a lie like I out a Glock on him
Don't make me Pac again!
You ScHoolboy Kendrick and Top and them
Have a bitch nigga running to the again
It's all Gucci Mane, Waka Flock and (green Light)
That mean go
if you ever see ho nigga, on mamas nigga it's a (green Light)
where my nigga died to Riverside
even your niggas know a (green Light)
run through the red ones
fuck and be a dead one
(Jump in the of beef, 'cause I don't like no one)
(Step behind bars and I don't write not one)
(Niggas bumping they lips but they like no guns)
(Just your eyes and that light gon' come)
I don't fuck no new niggas
they like to sue, no woo
hit me like "Durk dissing"
Dirk Nowitzki? Dirk who
Never of these niggas
Some of the nerve of niggas
make me put on burgundy nigga
Let the AK I'm serving niggas
Yo T raw, time to these niggas
Black suburban niggas
I'm taking bitches, I'm taking
yeah I'm Young Bergin' niggas

Ain't start making guns when they made you
Ain't no but I'll K you nigga
And I know Hoovers, I know 60s, I Westside Pirus, niggas down to die too
in on them 50s
I got niggas on and the Southside of Chi too
up in an 87 Cutlass, throwing bullets like Jay Cutler
Fuck this, this?
Niggas talking all fuck shit, tough shit
Put a on like Trukfit
I Lil Wayne, I know Lil Reese
I know Lil Herb, I know Lil
I know Lil Boosie, that nigga like this ass whooping
fuck with me, I got hands, I got bands
Got damn I am I am .45 Go blam with no jam
a nigga Vietnam, let's go ham
Niggas runnin' out of ham, let's go
dip through your set like Killa Cam
I'm talkin' to the man, with no
is a DM with no gram
Ridin' through the Chi, ain't seen Oprah
Hit a 300 with my little nigga
Brown bag, sippin' on a Four Loko
Nigga get love, I ain't talkin' The Notebook
Niggas got killers out here, west side, feel us out here
Weasel 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 and my nigga Bump J, hold your head
If you getting money nigga hold your
Rock my Pelle P L.E.D.
them Bogus They Fuck with me
I fuck with stones I OD'
69, Seven Deuce, Marshalville I mean
Yellow G, me a bitch off of Damen Ave I use her to kill
She from the Chi, but she shy
She ain't never met a 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 be more Chi Town than 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 free Bump J
4Ch but I'm like Barksdale in Shark Tale
OG a car sale
spins, you do cartwheels
Lil Durk a lil dirt

(And knows you)
Dis what they want!
(Nobody you)
(Bitch I thought that was song!)
(I'm to show you)
You done yourself a Little L dog
(Man nobody you)
You of Lil Durk? Nigga, hell nah!