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

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Know some Hoover niggas that's to ride
For a homicide, when its time
Niggas thinkin' they MCs
Can't get touched, well hammer time
Who the fuck is Lil
I dust you ash and purp
flow wack, my flow crack
Got marble floors, your floors
Got rap shit, mice traps, these niggas broke, need wraps
Don't ride in LA, if you ain't come on the jet with the strap
My niggas 52 Orange
orange coupes, Ciroc juice
Trel said fuck all you, my OG Chimp out
H rat, shout out
boy Q, my dog
a real one, I owe you
Shot at them niggas when you heard the
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 trapped in too
call Mally 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 just G5's
Free CB, H Rat, Lil Punch and Nitty
My Maybach cost 2
you got one? Don't talk my language
I'm king shitting on yo
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 the earth now it's a garden on your tombstone
You shit teenagers
barely teething on
I'll hold you like the slave you are, all my mayo
You from I'll bring the noise
You ain't Don't talk to me
Grammy nominated? talk to me
20 Million? talk to me
levels to this shit boy
you basement, Don't to me
You want the fame? I'll take your name and that weak bitch you asleep with!

got no time for this rap shit
Blood Money, Cash
got no time for this rap shit
Cash Money, Blood
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 nigga get matches
I'ma torch the building this La
Pull up and spin a nigga
it up, smoke a nigga like a Backwood
(Gotta DMX)
through with my dogs
That chopper going through
beef shit? That's me shit
Pull up bangin' that Meek
That monster pull up side of that Benz?

(Niggas saying nothin')
Choppers 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!

off lemme go on 40 Glocc again
Talk my kids on Instagram?
Nigga wanna get his ass socked again!
Tell a lie I pulled out a Glock on him
make me resurrect Pac again!
You ScHoolboy Kendrick and Top and them
Have a bitch nigga running to the again
It's all Gucci Mane, Waka Flock and (green Light)
mean go nigga
if you ever see this ho nigga, on mamas nigga a (green Light)
From where my nigga died to
even your niggas it's a (green Light)
Better run the red ones
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 they don't no guns)
(Just close your eyes and light gon' come)
I fuck 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
make me put on burgundy nigga
Let the AK I'm serving these
Yo T raw, time to these niggas
Black suburban niggas
I'm bitches, I'm taking chains
yeah I'm Young Bergin' niggas

Ain't start making 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
up in an 87 Cutlass, throwing bullets like Jay Cutler
Fuck this, what's
Niggas talking all that fuck shit, tough
Put a on like Trukfit
I know Lil Wayne, I Lil Reese
I know Lil Herb, I Lil Keef
I know Lil Boosie, nigga free like this ass whooping
Come with me, I got hands, I got bands
Got I am what I am .45 Go blam with no jam
a nigga Vietnam, let's go ham
Niggas runnin' out of ham, go spam
dip through your set like Killa Cam
I'm to the man, with no fans
This is a DM with no
Ridin' the Chi, ain't ever seen Oprah
Hit a 300 my little nigga Sosa
Brown paper bag, on a Four Loko
Nigga get love, I ain't talkin' The Notebook
Niggas got killers out here, west side, feel us out here
Weasel and Chicago, realest out here
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 feds and my nigga Bump J, hold head
If you getting nigga hold your bread
my Pelle P like L.E.D.
them Bogus Boys? They Fuck me
I fuck with stones I OD'
69, Seven Deuce, I mean Murderville
G, gave me a bitch off of Damen Ave I use her to kill
She from the Chi, but she shy
She ain't never met a who can't die
I'm so Southside I'm so
I'm so Westside, "Ain't I?"
Got more niggas in the Chi Jay (Chi than Jay)
I might be more Chi 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 like in this Shark Tale
OG like a car
spins, you do cartwheels
Lil Durk a lil dirt

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