Luyện nghe bài hát Free Meal (Horseshoe Gang Diss)

[Intro:
Horseshit Gang is
For real, like from a real artist's perspective they are fucking
have no idea what they're doing
They just rap fast and think dope

[Verse 1:
now about to feel the wrath of Hopsin, Dizzy Wright and Benton
Your was ended the moment that I was mentioned
rap shit is my religion
Sorry Crooked I but sending Horseshit in to us wasn't a wise decision
a setback for sure
Not on they weak careers but it's a setback on yours
So step back, endure the rain, the suffer and
You a problem?
a death match, it's war
Fuck Gang they straight lame, all four suck
I put on this battle, you put yours up?
You bums couldn't afford a sweater from Nordstrom's
After this shit is finished, niggas reward us
My girl's has more likes than yours does
How does it to have never been on a tour bus?
It's similar to alcohol on a sore cut
You niggas suck; in other words niggas, fucked
You really we wouldn't stop you? Please
Fuck you We'll puncture you and watch you bleed
See I patrol the game daily the cops do streets
I'm too beast, niggas we will rock you;
For real, it's like buzz is invisible, dang
You even have residuals, game
your predictable lane
Your sucks so you ain't getting no fame
Nobody even knows you nigga's names

[Verse 2: Benton]
Y'all done in some horse shit
I'll you horseshoe niggas to corpses
For a dollar and a I bet they blow a horse dick
I ain't to murk them but fuck it, you niggas pushed me
I'd let you fuck my wife but I'm sorry, she don't pussy
I'm corners, let you broke niggas ride along
What bunch of fucking gangsters, but they afford a firearm
I know you need guap, a moment to breathe Doc
Bet they do the drive-by on a bike with a
Y'all basic, lookin' like you bathing
me cause my grandmama got room in the basement
You could shit on me, you should lend your bitch to me
We stock you up with canned and give you free publicity
500K but we this one for charity
Stackin' bread like I'm Lee, you should be very scared of me
Fire build, you faggots can get extinguished
On Sway like some broke R&B singers
What Ron, Bobby, Ricky and Mike?
Must be smokin' that hard and sniffin' that
See rap shit ain't workin', you niggas should get a fuckin' job
Nah seriously, get a fuckin' job
I feel bad for any man that can't afford a
Tell Mike Trampe to how to count a half a mil'
(What about that a million though?
Ah listen man, I'm already workin' on it, I got about 225 right now, Sway, so we can come up with the other 225, we're to go)
Houston to Horseshit, come back to Earth
you niggas in your 40s like this rappin' gon' work?
Aye your bitch said she tired of hearin' them lame rap
Pay a bill, nigga, shit is not
Damn,
In high you was the man, homie
happened to you?
Bitch I'm in the booth and I'm spittin' it for the homeless
Serial killer, I all my opponents
Let me break it down, don't think you niggas gon' it
You got a better at gettin' hit by a spaceship
But I'ma pray for 'em, Lord, please bless the bum niggas
I know they're starvin', please help 'em out with a lunch, would
'em all, linoleum, who gassed 'em like petroleum?
Get murked by me, Dizz and that nigga from
Dame said he hirin', we need custodians
I bet your fuck you in the ass with no petroleum
Mr. Benton, abort you lames
Can spare some change for the Horseshoe G.A.N.G.?

[Interlude: Benton + Dizzy Wright]
Look man, I wanna do it to y'all niggas, man
I liked y'all niggas, you know what I'm
But goddamn, y'all us, man
We didn't even call name
We know niggas ain't got money
Your goddamn Motown, Philly, suit ass nigga
Old goddamn Boyz II Men nigga
MC Brain, tied shirt wearin' ass nigga
Old r&b singer lookin' mothafuckas
Man, aye fuck shit, Dizzy
You done fucked up
I'ma the dizzy, OG
I'ma let my nigga get you
Bad move, nigga
I ain't even no time, we got canned goods, nigga
We gon' feed y'all niggas
go!
[Verse 3: Dizzy
So you the fuck niggas that it first
My stomach hurts so somebody finna get on
My vision long and I seen this from a mile away
You niggas is endin' your careers, we comin' up out the
Now you escape, the nerve of this man
I'm El Chapo sendin' these Donald Trumps their plans
land
You can we the current demand
Y'all ain't hungry, you thirsty, here's a courtesy can
You niggas obviously not hungry enough, it's to see it
So how can you a crooked eye certainly can?
Yo fuck a Horseshit Gang., a burglary
We studied niggas thoroughly and I y'all won't make it this far
Let me bird, you pussy shoulda just stayed in the car
I'm breakin' laws, jaws faces get taken apart
I'm appalled, you fuckboys done stepped out of league
Y'all ain't makin' no moves so it's awkward you wanna battle with
Now the game need? Not another offbrand Shady group
Half a mil'? Y'all got you out here eatin' baby food
Fuck it, now I'm your necks, y'all borin' so formin'
Formulatin' checks, I the diss, but ain't nobody take the bet
We crowded the mic, playin' games with your life
All four of y'all sound alike, we blowin' up dynamite
that's a high explosion
We gettin' for the same shows that y'all was tryna open
Homie knowin' I'm flowin'
Stop it the foolishness, middle finger up
I'm screamin' fuck your of duplicates
I'm on my King Kunta
Ready for the battle, Shady nigga skidaddle
You're in someone else's shadow, guarantee this make 'em
Cause I'm an active
Y'all got a platform with no fan
No but how mothafuckin' sad is this?
How's this happenin', aren't you niggas
Y'all like every fuckin' fast rapper that I've ever heard
But I ain't mad at all, I checked out catalog
Haters of the trap music but signed a deal a trap involved
I'm just a nigga tatted over his battle scars
You niggas fallin' off so you don't got no room to nobody soft
You not the
You tight, but shit, my tight is
You don't know it, 'til the side show you can't control it
Now it's in the open, all this for
Y'all elevator goin' down and everybody it
According to the lie detect, who sign the check?
Y'all better hit the
Ask your label and look at y'all niggas in disbelief
Y'all better to kissin' feet 'fore I crack your grill
I hate a bitch nigga that'll for a Happy Meal
Have your attracted to the daddy skills
Pass it on but I crashed into 'em with the steel
Fuck these
We won, onto the next round
Y'all stagnant, already paralized the neck down
Tryna us with the tech style
Why try Bodied by the high nigga
Didn't I was battlin' the do or die niggas
Fuck G.A.N.G. in 20-15, nigga
Yeah y'all buried alive already, y'all
Sleep in casket tonight, nigga
Don't out of your league no more, nigga
Get some fans before you try to get in a rap battle,
FV 20-15,