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

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Know some niggas that's down to ride
For a homicide, when its drama
thinkin' that they MCs
Can't get touched, well hammer time
Who the fuck is Lil
I you like ash and purp
flow wack, my flow crack
Got marble floors, floors crack
Got rap shit, traps, these niggas broke, need ankle wraps
Don't ride around in LA, if you ain't on the jet with the strap
My niggas 52 Orange
orange coupes, orange juice
said fuck all you, my OG Chimp out soon
H rat, shout out
boy Q, my dog
a real 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 like it's all
Might get in Vegas too
Mally Mall he with 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 2 chickens
you ain't got one? Don't talk my
I'm king shitting on yo
and we in the gym
Tryna be a baller? End up Flip in "Above The Rim"
You too small Smeagol
I'm swatting the
I'll put you under the earth now it's a on your tombstone
You shit stain
barely teething on
I'll hold you like the slave you are, all my whips
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
It's to this shit boy
you basement, talk to me
You want the fame? I'll take your name and that bitch you fall asleep with!

Ain't got no time for rap shit
Blood Money, Money
Ain't got no time for rap shit
Money, Blood Money
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 get some matches
I'ma torch the building La Familia
Pull up and a nigga backwards
Light it up, smoke a nigga a Backwood
(Gotta DMX)
Coming through my dogs
That going through walls
beef shit? That's me shit
Pull up that Meek shit
monster truck pull up side of that Benz?

(Niggas saying nothin')
aimed at yo whip, nigga!
(Niggas ain't nothin')
Cash Money, Family like Tip, nigga!
(Niggas ain't 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 about my kids on
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 running to the cops again
all Gucci Mane, Waka Flock and them (green Light)
That mean go
if you ever see this ho nigga, on nigga it's a (green Light)
From where my died to Riverside
your niggas know it's a (green Light)
Better run through the red
fuck around and be a one
(Jump in the middle of beef, 'cause I like no one)
(Step behind these bars and I write not one)
(Niggas bumping they lips but don't like no guns)
(Just your eyes and that light gon' come)
I don't fuck no new niggas
they to sue, no woo nigga
hit me like "Durk dissing"
Dirk Nowitzki? Dirk who
Never of these niggas
of the nerve of these niggas
Don't make me put on 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 Bergin' these niggas

Ain't start making guns when they made you
no Jayhawk but I'll K you nigga
And I know Hoovers, I 60s, I know Westside Pirus, niggas down 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, what's
Niggas talking all that fuck shit, 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 like this ass
fuck with me, I got hands, I got bands
Got damn I am what I am .45 Go blam no jam
Bring a nigga Vietnam, go ham
Niggas runnin' out of ham, let's go
Nigga dip through 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 my little nigga Sosa
Brown paper bag, sippin' on a Loko
Nigga get love, I talkin' 'bout The Notebook
Niggas got killers out here, west side, feel us out here
Like Weasel and Chicago, realest out
Old man and the capitol is out here
? on the low end
all my BD bring the dope in
And BdD twins locked up in the feds and my Bump J, hold your head
If you money nigga hold your bread
Rock my Pelle P L.E.D.
them Boys? They Fuck with me
I fuck with till I OD'
69, Seven Deuce, I mean Murderville
Yellow G, gave me a bitch off of Damen Ave I use her to
She from the Chi, but she shy
She never met a nigga who can't die
I'm so I'm so Northside
I'm so Westside, "Ain't I?"
Got more niggas in the Chi Jay (Chi than Jay)
I be more Chi Town than Ye' (Chi Town than Ye')
I'm on the low end with my Par K (With my nigga Par K)
And he A GD, but it's Bump J
4Ch but I'm Barksdale in this Shark Tale
OG a car sale
Chopper spins, you do
Lil Durk 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 caught yourself a L dog
(Man knows you)
You heard of Lil Durk? Nigga, nah!