Luyện nghe bài hát Chiraq To LA (Lil Durk Diss)

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Know some Hoover niggas down to ride
For a homicide, when its time
Niggas thinkin' that MCs
Can't get touched, it's hammer time
Who the is Lil Durk?
I dust you like ash and
flow wack, my flow crack
Got marble floors, your 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 roofs
orange coupes, orange 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 something, don't hesitate I got you
Posted up on at the House Of Blues like it's all cool
Might get trapped in too
Mally Mall he with Big U
I might be in Bel Air, got niggas in the field
20 Million, LK real, with Yeezus in SLR,
T Raw upper echelon, no Lil just G5's
Free CB, H Rat, Lil Punch and Nitty
My Maybach 2 chickens
you got one? Don't talk my language
I'm king on yo bitch
and we in the gym
Tryna be a baller? End up Flip in "Above The Rim"
You too like Smeagol
I'm the mosquito
put you under the earth now it's a garden on your tombstone
You shit stain
teething on hundos
I'll hold you like the slave you are, all my whips
You from Illinois? I'll the noise
You ain't platinum? Don't to me
nominated? Don't talk to me
20 Million? Don't to me
It's levels to shit boy
you basement, talk to me
You want the fame? I'll your name and that weak bitch you fall asleep with!

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

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

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

Ain't start guns when they made you nigga
Ain't no Jayhawk but I'll K you
And I know Hoovers, I know 60s, I know Westside Pirus, niggas to die too
in on them 50s
I got on west and the Southside of Chi too
up in an 87 Cutlass, throwing bullets like Jay Cutler
Fuck this, this?
Niggas talking all that shit, tough shit
Put a nigga on Trukfit
I know Lil Wayne, I know Lil
I know Lil Herb, I Lil Keef
I know Lil Boosie, that nigga like this ass whooping
fuck with me, I got hands, I got bands
Got I am what I am .45 Go blam with no jam
a nigga Vietnam, let's go ham
Niggas out of ham, let's go spam
Nigga dip your set like Killa Cam
I'm talkin' to the man, with no
This is a DM no gram
Ridin' the Chi, ain't ever seen Oprah
Hit a 300 my little nigga 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
Weasel and Chicago, realest out here
Old man and the hill 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 money nigga hold your bread
my Pelle P like L.E.D.
them Bogus Boys? They with me
I with stones till I OD'
69, Seven Deuce, Marshalville I mean
G, gave 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 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 more Chi 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 it's free J
4Ch but I'm like Barksdale in Shark Tale
OG a car sale
spins, you do cartwheels
Lil Durk under a lil

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