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

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Know Hoover niggas that's down to ride
For a homicide, when its drama
Niggas thinkin' they MCs
get touched, well it's hammer time
Who the fuck is Lil
I you like ash and purp
Your wack, my flow crack
Got marble floors, your floors
Got rap shit, mice traps, these niggas broke, need wraps
Don't ride around in LA, if you come on the jet with the strap
My niggas 52 Orange
orange coupes, Ciroc orange
said fuck all you, my OG Chimp out soon
H rat, out ScHool
boy Q, my dog
a real one, I owe you
Shot at them niggas when you the news
If your daughter ever something, don't hesitate I got you
up on sunset at the House Of Blues like it's all cool
Might get in Vegas too
call Mally Mall he Big U
I might be in Bel Air, still got niggas in the
20 Million, LK real, Yeezus in that SLR,
T Raw upper echelon, no Lil Jets just
Free CB, H Rat, Lil Punch and Nitty
My Maybach cost 2
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 Flip in "Above The Rim"
You too like Smeagol
I'm the mosquito
I'll put you under the earth now it's a garden on your
You shit teenagers
teething on hundos
I'll hold you like the slave you are, all my whips
You from Illinois? I'll bring the
You ain't platinum? Don't to me
Grammy Don't talk to me
20 Million? 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 weak you fall asleep with!

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

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

off lemme go on 40 Glocc 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, Flock and them (green Light)
That mean go
if you ever see this ho nigga, on mamas nigga a (green Light)
From where my nigga to Riverside
even niggas know it's a (green Light)
Better run the red ones
fuck and be a dead one
(Jump in the middle of beef, I don't like no one)
(Step these bars and I don't write not one)
(Niggas bumping they lips but don't like no guns)
(Just close your eyes and light gon' come)
I don't with 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 me put on burgundy nigga
Let the AK I'm serving these
Yo T raw, time to these niggas
Black suburban these
I'm bitches, I'm taking chains
yeah I'm Young these niggas

Ain't making guns when they made you nigga
Ain't no Jayhawk but 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
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 like
I know Lil Wayne, I know Lil
I know Lil Herb, I know Lil
I know Lil Boosie, 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 runnin' out of ham, go spam
Nigga dip through your set like 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 nigga Sosa
Brown bag, sippin' on a Four Loko
Nigga get love, I talkin' 'bout The Notebook
got killers out here, west side, they feel us out here
Like Weasel and Chicago, realest out
Old man and the hill is out here
? on the low end
all my BD niggas the dope in
And BdD locked up in the feds and my nigga Bump J, hold your head
If you getting money nigga hold your
my Pelle P like L.E.D.
them Bogus They Fuck with me
I fuck stones till I OD'
69, Deuce, Marshalville I mean Murderville
Yellow G, me a bitch off of Damen Ave I use her to kill
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 than Jay (Chi 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 free Bump J
4Ch but I'm like Barksdale in Shark Tale
OG like a car
spins, you do cartwheels
Lil under a lil dirt

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