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, its drama time
thinkin' that they MCs
Can't get touched, it's hammer time
Who the fuck is Lil
I dust you ash and purp
Your flow wack, my flow
Got marble floors, your crack
Got rap shit, mice traps, these broke, need ankle wraps
Don't around in LA, if you ain't come on the jet with the strap
My niggas 52 Orange
orange coupes, 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 niggas when you the news
If your daughter ever need something, hesitate I got you
Posted up on sunset at the House Of Blues like it's all
Might get trapped in too
call Mall he with Big U
I might be in Bel Air, still got in the field
20 Million, LK real, with Yeezus in SLR,
T Raw upper echelon, no Lil Jets just
Free CB, H Rat, Lil Punch and Nitty
My cost 2 chickens
you got one? Don't talk my language
I'm shitting on yo bitch
and we in the gym
Tryna be a baller? End up like in "Above The Rim"
You too small Smeagol
I'm the mosquito
I'll put you the earth now it's a garden on your tombstone
You shit teenagers
teething on hundos
I'll hold you the slave you are, all my whips mayo
You Illinois? I'll bring the noise
You ain't platinum? talk to me
nominated? Don't talk to me
20 Million? Don't to me
levels to this 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 time for rap shit
Blood Money, Cash
got no time for this rap shit
Cash Money, Money
Ain't got no time for this rap
rap money, money
I'm nigga, straightjacket!
Yo let a nigga hit him with a ratchet
Big U let a nigga get some
I'ma the building this La Familia
Pull up and spin a nigga
Light it up, smoke a nigga a Backwood
(Gotta DMX)
Coming through my dogs
That chopper going walls
This beef shit? That's me
Pull up that Meek shit
monster truck pull up side of that Benz?

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

Ain't start making guns when they you nigga
Ain't no but I'll K you nigga
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 fuck shit, tough
Put a nigga on like
I know Lil Wayne, I know Lil
I know Lil Herb, I know Lil
I know Lil Boosie, that nigga free this ass whooping
Come fuck me, I got hands, I got bands
Got I am what I am .45 Go blam with no jam
Bring a Vietnam, let's go ham
Niggas runnin' out of ham, go spam
Nigga dip through set like Killa Cam
I'm to the man, with no fans
is a DM with no gram
Ridin' through the Chi, ain't seen Oprah
Hit a 300 with my little Sosa
Brown paper bag, on a Four Loko
Nigga get love, I ain't talkin' The Notebook
Niggas got killers out here, west side, they feel us out
Like Weasel and Chicago, out here
Old man and the capitol is out here
? on the low end
all my BD niggas bring the in
And BdD twins locked up in the feds and my Bump J, hold your head
If you getting nigga hold your bread
my Pelle P like L.E.D.
them Bogus Boys? They with me
I fuck with till I OD'
69, Seven Deuce, Marshalville I Murderville
G, gave me a bitch 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 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 Par K (With my nigga Par K)
And he A GD, but it's free J
4Ch but I'm like in this Shark Tale
OG a car sale
Chopper spins, you do
Lil under a lil dirt

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