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, when its time
thinkin' that they MCs
Can't get touched, well hammer time
Who the fuck is Lil
I dust you like ash and
Your flow wack, my crack
Got floors, your floors crack
Got rap shit, mice traps, these niggas broke, need ankle
Don't around in LA, if you ain't come on the jet with the strap
My niggas 52 roofs
orange coupes, orange juice
said fuck all you, my OG Chimp out soon
H rat, shout out
boy Q, my dog
You're a 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
call Mally 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 echelon, no Lil Jets just G5's
CB, H Rat, Lil Punch and baby Nitty
My Maybach cost 2
you ain't got one? talk 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 swatting the
I'll put you the earth now it's a garden on your tombstone
You stain teenagers
barely on hundos
I'll hold you the slave you are, all my whips mayo
You Illinois? I'll bring the noise
You platinum? Don't talk to me
nominated? Don't talk to me
20 Don't talk to me
It's levels to this boy
you basement, Don't 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
Money, Cash Money
Ain't got no time for this rap
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
torch the building this La Familia
Pull up and a nigga backwards
Light it up, a nigga like a Backwood
(Gotta DMX)
through with my dogs
That chopper through walls
beef shit? That's me shit
Pull up bangin' that Meek
That monster truck pull up side of that

(Niggas saying nothin')
aimed at yo whip, nigga!
(Niggas saying nothin')
Cash Money, Hustle like Tip, nigga!
(Niggas ain't nothin')
through, few Bloods, few Crips, nigga!
(Niggas saying nothin')
T I got you, don't 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 Kendrick and Top and
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 nigga it's a (green Light)
From my nigga died to Riverside
even your niggas it's a (green Light)
Better run the red ones
around 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 eyes and that gon' come)
I fuck with no new niggas
they like to sue, no woo
Tyga hit me "Durk dissing"
Dirk Dirk who nigga?
heard of these niggas
Some of the nerve of niggas
Don't me put on burgundy nigga
Let the AK I'm these niggas
Yo T raw, time to these niggas
Black suburban these
I'm taking bitches, I'm taking
yeah I'm Young these niggas

Ain't making guns when they made you nigga
Ain't no but I'll K you nigga
And I know Hoovers, I know 60s, I know Westside Pirus, down to die too
Move in on 50s
I got niggas on and the Southside of Chi too
Pull up in an 87 Cutlass, bullets like Jay Cutler
Fuck this, this?
talking all that fuck shit, tough shit
Put a on like Trukfit
I know Lil Wayne, I Lil Reese
I know Lil Herb, I Lil Keef
I know Lil Boosie, that nigga free this ass whooping
Come fuck with me, I got hands, I got
Got damn I am what I am .45 Go with no jam
Bring a nigga Vietnam, go ham
runnin' out of ham, let's go spam
Nigga dip through your set like Cam
I'm talkin' to the man, no fans
is a DM with no gram
Ridin' through the Chi, ain't seen Oprah
Hit a 300 with my little nigga
Brown bag, sippin' on a Four Loko
get love, I ain't talkin' 'bout The Notebook
Niggas got out here, west side, they feel us out here
Like Weasel and Chicago, realest out
Old man and the capitol hill is out
? 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 getting 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
Yellow G, gave me a bitch off of 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 than Jay (Chi Jay)
I might be 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 free J
4Ch but I'm Barksdale in this Shark Tale
OG a car sale
spins, you do cartwheels
Lil Durk under a lil

(And nobody you)
Dis what they want!
(Nobody you)
(Bitch I thought was Future's song!)
(I'm bout to you)
You caught yourself a Little L dog
(Man knows you)
You of Lil Durk? Nigga, hell nah!