Luyện nghe bài hát Death Of Rap (D.O.R)

- Lil B]
Fuck the rap
It's the death of the rap
Fuck the
I'm God
Lil B

- Lil B]
I'm militant, I'm Based, I'm very proper
You want the war, you bring troops
I the chopper
you niggas gay
Yeah, you gay
You fuckin'
And I'm with 30 rhymes I let them have it
Battlefield fast cash, you never grab it
I up with big blunts and Maseratis
Rick Ross, the new whip is Big
New Boys, you bitch-niggas I Rocky
cocky as y'all, I been active
Ride on us, we get straps, no
Then you hold cars, we guns, Dodge Magnum
It's how he left with no comments
Never settle for nigga-rich, I'm rob em
me slippin' with tiny pants, you think I'm nerdy
.45 got nice aim; I curvy
My game, I run the court, I'm Worthy
From the block, I'm from the like New Jersey
I did court, I did jail, you hurt me
Waterfront and fam nigga, it's West
And they ask where I been, I rappin'
You drive
You fag, I been gassin'
In my eyes is blood, and paint, cuz
It's a shame that they don't know my name,
Lil B: I blow in all seasons
Think I'm Find out! For no reason
I met pain, I met God, I met
They all say that I'm Based God, and that's
sick, I spit rhymes, I spit facts
I Drake, I ain't come in the game rich
you if you don't feel my game, bitch
Fuck you if you don't my name, bitch
BasedGod tell your girl, she could on it
Put money on God and I on him
Don't hate! I out like Philly rock
Real street-like, a New York City
Beat your ass like a New City cop
a Rah Digga, a mind-figure
Fuck crackers, fuck & fuck niggas
Fuck her, you & fuck me
Lil B: I'm bitch, I spit heat
Post up, I sell and fat zips
Got crack: the cats come like
Don't trip: I never fold napkins
Real goon, I'm Robbin' like Baskins
a real boy like Osama
Been played, I beat, I love drama
X-Man on defense, the street
Riding up in deep tints & deep
Never thought I'd hard? I fooled you!
Been watchin', I cursed you Voodoo
Been locked in, and Mac-10s
Leave his split and no Cochran to back him
You niggas wish I'd fall of the Big League
At my lowest point, to make bread
XMR - call bitch and get head
She don't really like possum, she play dead
Riding up top. Real in big box
Say the dead? bitch nigga the pack hot
All these new niggas is my sons, the new
Fuck you rap niggas: new guns and new
Infrared beam you dream the truth, boy
rounds make you scream like Luke, boy
Only other thing that I did is die yet
I don't like mindset, nigga, it's the grind-set
They way you watch this it be a Timex
You not a threat: my rap is bomb threats
Stay in house: I'm stampeding with death threats
Think you hard: I bust a nut good sex
you real? Obey nigga, a hood vet
Lil B: I'm BasedGod with no
Incest, fuck your bruh and fuck bitch
No homo.. fuck your life, I'm getting
Mexican: I'm illegal, I bricks
No Love for dog hoes New pits
Doctor! I help, the game's sick
Lil B a fuck about the fame, bitch