Luyện nghe bài hát Favorite Rapper

Yeah.. yeah.. aight?Motherfuckers!
Bitch-ass niggaz,
through nigga... YO!

I creep on the tippy-toe, surprisin the

And nobody safe unless you bulletproof E'RYTHING

Clappin at your baby, includin entourage
Don't be 'fraid of these slugs, get you closer to God

I'm a homegrown terror, my planted the seed
When I wild, don't be mad at me, blame him
War with us?The start of end

Beef with these rappers started the trend
P?That's my grimy for life, don't fuck him
And if get back to me, I'm buckin you
Know it's on me hammers stuck to the just like glue

thought she knew me so I had to check her
Like them O.G.'s smokin them of bamboo
I'm a bitch, that mean I flip with the weather
I don't know how you talk to them other cats, but I ain't
(Nah!)Put it in mouth girlfriend

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[H] your favorite rapper, gives a FUCK
Gimme a minute I'll crack ass, whassup?
[P] It's drugs cause we gettin it back, get it back
ki's how we get it back, it's a cash explosion

Yeah right, that's right, that's right
Know we done a jackpot Dunn, it's a wrap from now on
Just servin these niggaz portions of that raw

And sit and countin this cash, we gettin off
Knick-knack, paddy-wack, give a more
I stop 'til I can match my car with my clothes

And of the week, I'm switchin up flows
Spend ery'day my peeps, half in the vultures

to Uncle Imeek, he holdin down the corporates
.. eatin like a Boss
Clik-clik-BAOW!Don't have me my gun at y'all
Don't me cuttin niggaz down like the sniper
You had me kill some'n, I'm peel bundles

of that scratch, the thou's to the
Paper that our next gon' feel
Cause niggaz fuck with our money, we set it like the family
You niggaz gettin money?Yeah do that for real