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 ain't safe unless you bulletproof E'RYTHING

Clappin at your baby, includin your
be 'fraid of these slugs, they get you closer to God

I'm a terror, my pops planted the seed
I wild, don't be mad at me, should blame him
War with start of your end

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

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

[Chorus: 2X]
[H] Clap your rapper, gives a FUCK
Gimme a minute I'll that ass, whassup?
[P] It's like drugs cause we it back, get it back
like ki's how we get it back, a cash explosion

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

And sit back and countin cash, we gettin off
Knick-knack, paddy-wack, give a dawg
I won't 'til I can match my car with my clothes

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

Peace to Imeek, he holdin down the corporates
.. eatin a Boss Hogg
Clik-clik-BAOW!Don't have me shootin my gun at
Don't have me cuttin niggaz down like the
You had me some'n, I'm tryin 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 the Bush family
You niggaz gettin money?Yeah do that for real