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

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Know some Hoover niggas that's down to
For a homicide, its drama time
Niggas that they MCs
Can't get touched, it's hammer time
Who the fuck is Lil
I dust you ash and purp
Your wack, my flow crack
Got marble floors, your crack
Got rap shit, mice traps, niggas broke, need ankle wraps
ride around in LA, if you ain't come on the jet with the strap
My 52 Orange roofs
coupes, Ciroc orange juice
Trel said fuck all you, my OG 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 ever need something, don't hesitate I got you
Posted up on sunset at the House Of Blues it's all cool
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 just
Free CB, H Rat, Lil and baby 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 End up like Flip in "Above The Rim"
You too small Smeagol
I'm the mosquito
I'll put you under the earth now it's a garden on your
You shit stain
teething on hundos
I'll hold you like the slave you are, all my mayo
You from Illinois? I'll bring the
You ain't platinum? talk to me
Grammy nominated? talk to me
20 Don't talk to me
levels to this shit boy
you basement, Don't 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, Money
Ain't got no time for rap shit
Money, Blood Money
Ain't got no for this rap shit
rap money, drug
I'm nigga, straightjacket!
Yo let a nigga hit him with 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, a nigga like a Backwood
(Gotta DMX)
Coming with my dogs
That chopper through walls
This beef That's me shit
Pull up bangin' that Meek
That monster truck pull up side of that

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

First off lemme go on 40 again
Talk my kids on Instagram?
Nigga must get his ass socked again!
a lie like I pulled out a Glock on him
Don't make me Pac again!
You ScHoolboy like and Top and them
a bitch nigga running to the cops again
It's all Gucci Mane, Waka and them (green Light)
mean go nigga
if you ever see this ho nigga, on mamas nigga a (green Light)
where my nigga died to Riverside
even your know it's a (green Light)
run through the red ones
fuck around and be a one
(Jump in the middle of beef, I don't like no one)
(Step behind bars and I don't write not one)
(Niggas bumping lips but they don't like no guns)
(Just close eyes and that light gon' come)
I don't with 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 these
Don't make me put on burgundy
Let the AK I'm serving these
Yo T raw, time to these niggas
Black these 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 but I'll K you nigga
And I Hoovers, I know 60s, I know 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 that shit, tough shit
Put a on like Trukfit
I know Lil Wayne, I Lil Reese
I Lil Herb, I know Lil Keef
I Lil Boosie, that nigga free 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
Bring a Vietnam, let's go ham
Niggas out of ham, let's go spam
dip through your set like Killa Cam
I'm talkin' to the man, with no
This is a DM with no
Ridin' the Chi, ain't ever seen Oprah
Hit a 300 with my little nigga
Brown bag, sippin' on a Four Loko
Nigga get love, I ain't 'bout The Notebook
Niggas got out here, west 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 up in the feds and my nigga Bump J, hold your head
If you money nigga hold your bread
my Pelle P like L.E.D.
them Bogus They Fuck with me
I fuck with till I OD'
69, Seven Deuce, Marshalville I mean
Yellow G, gave me a off of Damen Ave I use her to kill
She from the Chi, but she shy
She ain't met a nigga who can't die
I'm so Southside I'm so
I'm so Westside, "Ain't I?"
Got more niggas in the Chi than Jay (Chi 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 it's Bump J
4Ch but I'm Barksdale in this Shark Tale
OG a car sale
Chopper spins, you do
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 done yourself a Little L dog
(Man knows you)
You heard of Lil Nigga, hell nah!