Luyện nghe bài hát Everybody Dies (Lil Yachty & Lil Uzi Vert Diss)

Yeah, we
Back in crib, nigga, top floor
The back room with just the one small window, nigga
The light be comin' through it in the
Old ass walls and
But it's just like I remember, like I wanted it
Yeah, I'm
Yeah, I'm workin',
Look, it's the return of the Mr. Burn
Not herpes infested, perfectly blessed with
A style that you F with, protection recommended
'Cause Cole the definition of a weapon can end it
You know, mass when I mash the button
I take favorite major rapper, left him independent
Cryin' in the
'Cause I ain't into sorta kinda, dissin'
I'm addicted to slaughter
up niggas in order
Of who you can really fuck with me most
I tuck the heat close, if he don't duck then he ghost
Ain't no need for
If they weren't 'bout the bread
motherfuckers be toast
Clap at the fake rappers
The OG rappers
The would-you-take-a-break-please
Bunch of and ain't sayin' shit, I hate these rappers
Especially the amateur eight rappers
Lil' whatever—just another short bus
Fake drug dealers tour bus trappers
Napoleon complex, you this rappers
Get exposed next to 6'4" rappers
The streets fuck with you, you Pitchfork rappers
by the white man, you hipstor rappers
I reload the clip, then I hit more with that
Straight shittin' on these rappers, I'm back
Never knew a nigga that was
Revenue, I'm good at cheddar
Reminisce on days I eat
If it's to be, then it'll be
If it's not, then it, I'ma try
Ain't no need to ask the why, no
'Cause one day everybody die
One day gotta die, oh
One day everybody die
One day everybody die, my nigga, my nigga