Luyện nghe bài hát Chi-Raq To LA

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Know some Hoover niggas down to ride
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
flow wack, my flow crack
Got marble floors, floors crack
Got rap shit, mice traps, these niggas broke, ankle wraps
Don't ride around in LA, if you ain't come on the jet the strap
My 52 Orange roofs
orange coupes, orange juice
Trel fuck all you, my OG Chimp out soon
H rat, shout out
boy Q, my dog
a real one, I owe you
Shot at niggas when you heard the news
If daughter ever need something, don't hesitate I got you
Posted up on sunset at the House Of Blues like it's all
get trapped in Vegas too
call Mall 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 just
Free CB, H Rat, Lil and baby Nitty
My Maybach 2 chickens
you ain't got Don't talk my language
I'm shitting on yo bitch
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 a garden on your tombstone
You shit teenagers
barely teething on
I'll hold you like the you are, all my whips mayo
You from Illinois? I'll the noise
You platinum? Don't talk to me
nominated? Don't talk to me
20 Million? Don't to me
levels to this shit boy
you basement, Don't to me
You want the fame? I'll take your name and that weak bitch you asleep with!

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

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

First off go on 40 Glocc again
Talk my kids on Instagram?
Nigga must get his ass socked again!
Tell a lie I pulled out a Glock on him
Don't me resurrect Pac again!
You like Kendrick and Top and them
Have a bitch nigga running to the again
It's all Gucci Mane, Waka Flock and (green Light)
That go nigga
if you ever see this ho nigga, on mamas nigga a (green Light)
From where my died to Riverside
even your niggas know a (green Light)
Better run the red ones
around and be a dead one
(Jump in the middle of beef, 'cause I like no one)
(Step behind these bars and I don't not one)
(Niggas bumping they lips but they don't no guns)
(Just close your eyes and that light come)
I don't fuck no new niggas
they like to sue, no woo
hit me like "Durk dissing"
Dirk Dirk who nigga?
Never heard of these
Some of the nerve of these
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 bitches, I'm taking chains
I'm Young Bergin' these niggas

Ain't start guns when they made you nigga
Ain't no Jayhawk but I'll K you
And I know Hoovers, I 60s, I know Westside Pirus, niggas down 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, this?
talking all that fuck shit, tough shit
Put a nigga on Trukfit
I know Lil Wayne, I know Lil
I Lil Herb, I know Lil Keef
I know Lil Boosie, that nigga free this ass whooping
fuck with me, I got hands, I got bands
Got I am what I am .45 Go blam with no jam
Bring a nigga Vietnam, 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 ever seen
Hit a 300 my little nigga Sosa
Brown paper bag, sippin' on a Four
Nigga get love, I talkin' 'bout The Notebook
Niggas got killers out here, west side, they feel us out
Like Weasel and Chicago, out here
Old man and the capitol hill is out
? on the low end
all my BD niggas bring the in
And BdD twins locked up in the feds and my nigga 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 off of Damen Ave I use her to kill
She the Chi, but she ain't shy
She ain't never met a who can't 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 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 Bump J
4Ch but I'm like in this Shark Tale
OG a car sale
spins, you do cartwheels
Lil under a lil dirt

(And knows you)
Dis ain't they want!
(Nobody you)
(Bitch I thought was Future's song!)
(I'm to show you)
You done yourself a Little L dog
(Man knows you)
You heard of Lil Durk? Nigga, nah!