Luyện nghe bài hát Free Meal (Horseshoe Gang Diss)

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

[Verse 1:
You're now to feel the wrath of Hopsin, Dizzy Wright and Benton
Your careers was ended the that I was mentioned
rap shit is my religion
Sorry Crooked I but sending Horseshit in to diss us a wise decision
It's a setback for
Not on they weak careers but it's a setback on yours
So step back, endure the rain, the and pain
You a problem?
Here's a match, it's war
Fuck Horseshit Gang straight lame, all four suck
I put 500k on battle, you put yours up?
You poor bums couldn't afford a from Nordstrom's
After shit is finished, niggas better reward us
My girl's 'gram has more than yours does
How does it feel to have never been on a bus?
It's probably similar to alcohol on a cut
You niggas in other words niggas, you're fucked
You really thought we wouldn't stop you?
Fuck you mean? We'll puncture you and watch you
See I patrol the daily like the cops do streets
I'm too beast, niggas we will you; Queen
For real, like your buzz is invisible, dang
You don't even have residuals,
your predictable lane
Your song sucks so you getting no fame
even knows you nigga's individual names

[Verse 2: Jarren
Y'all stepped in some horse shit
I'll you horseshoe niggas to corpses
For a dollar and a snack I bet they blow a dick
I want 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 bending corners, let you broke niggas ride
What bunch of fucking gangsters, but can't afford a firearm
I know you need guap, take a moment to Doc
Bet do the drive-by on a bike with a slingshot
basic, lookin' like you need bathing
Call me cause my grandmama got room in the
You could never shit on me, you should lend your to me
We stock you up canned goods and give you free publicity
500K but we doin' one for charity
Stackin' bread like I'm Sara Lee, you should be scared of me
marshall build, you faggots can get extinguished
On lookin' like some broke R&B singers
What Ron, Bobby, Ricky and Mike?
Must be that hard and sniffin' that white
See rap shit ain't workin', you niggas should get a fuckin' job
Nah seriously, niggas get a job
I feel bad for any man that afford a meal
Tell Mike to learn how to count a half a mil'
(What about that half a 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, ready to go)
Houston to Horseshit, come back to Earth
Ain't you niggas in 40s like this rappin' gon' work?
Aye bitch said she tired of hearin' them lame rap dreams
Pay a bill, nigga, shit is not
Damn,
In high school you was the man,
Fuck happened to
I'm back 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 chance at gettin' hit by a
But I'ma for 'em, dear Lord, please bless the bum niggas
I know they're starvin', please 'em out with a lunch, would you?
Drop 'em all, linoleum, who gassed 'em like
Get murked by me, and that nigga from Nickelodeon
Dame said he hirin', we need some
I bet your label you in the ass with no petroleum
Mr. Benton, abort you lames
Can somebody spare some for the Horseshoe G.A.N.G.?

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