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

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

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