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

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

- Lil B]
I'm militant, I'm very Based, I'm proper
You the war, you bring your troops
I bring the
Cause you 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 post up big blunts and Maseratis
Ross, the new whip is Big Body
New Boys, you I been Rocky
Been cocky as y'all, I been
Ride on us, we get straps, no
Then you hold cars, we guns, Dodge Magnum
It's tragic how he left with no
Never for nigga-rich, I'm gonna rob em
Catch me slippin' with pants, you think I'm nerdy
.45 got nice aim; I curvy
My game, I run the court, I'm James
From the block, I'm from the bricks like New
I did court, I did jail, you hurt me
Waterfront and fam nigga, West Berkeley
And ask where I been, I been rappin'
You cars
You fuckin' fag, I gassin'
In my is blood, sweat and paint, cuz
It's a shame that don't know my name, Blood
Lil B: I trees 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 God, and that's that
Spit sick, I spit rhymes, I facts
I ain't Drake, I ain't come in the game
Fuck you if you feel my game, bitch
Fuck you if you like my name, bitch
tell your girl, she could suck 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 a New York City cop
Flipmode a Rah Digga, a
Fuck crackers, fuck hoes & fuck
Fuck her, you & fuck me
Lil B: I'm back bitch, I spit
up, I sell dimes and fat zips
Got crack: the cats come catnip
Don't trip: I never like napkins
Real goon, I'm just Robbin' like
Anthrax a boy like Osama
played, I been beat, I love drama
X-Man on defense, the street
Riding up in deep & deep dish
Never I'd come hard? I fooled you!
Been watchin', I you it's Voodoo
Been locked in, and Mac-10s
Leave his split and no Cochran to back him
What? You niggas wish I'd of the Big League
At my point, sacrifice to make bread
XMR - call your bitch and get
She really like you: possum, she play dead
Riding up top. niggas in big box
Say the pack dead? nigga the pack hot
All these new is my sons, the new boys
you rap niggas: new guns and new toys
Infrared beam you dream the truth, boy
Semi-auto rounds make you like Luke, boy
Only thing that I ain't did is die yet
I don't like that mindset, nigga, it's the
way you watch this it could be a Timex
You not a threat: my rap flow is threats
Stay in your house: I'm stampeding death threats
you hard: I bust a nut like good sex
Think you real? Obey nigga, a vet
Lil B: I'm BasedGod no stress
Incest, fuck bruh and fuck your bitch
No homo.. fuck your life, I'm rich
I'm illegal, I move bricks
No Love for dog like New pits
Doctor! I need help, the game's
Lil B give a fuck the fame, bitch