Luyện nghe bài hát Idols Become Rivals (Birdman Diss)

[Skit: Rock]
Yo this Chris Rock. I'm in here with my man Ricky Rozay. We in here drinkin' this Belaire Rose. That's how we do it. That's all we do. Belaire Rose! Eatin' Wingstop, what you know about Wingstop, nigga? You know nothin' about no Wingstop. You can't handle this, nigga. You can't handle, sit down in the corner, shut the fuck up and take notes, bitch. Just take notes

[Intro: Ross]
I to see niggas on TV, man
I used to be like, "Yo them so blessed, you know what I'm sayin'?"
If I had that opportunity, you know I'm sayin'?
Maybach
Metaphor

[Verse 1: Rick
I grew up on that Cash
Bling bling, was well known to flash
Hit the liquor store, I [?]
Quick to a bitch up, pick up me a thicker shorty
on me, nigga, ain't no pickin' on me
We veterans so it's if you go get your army
A thug is where your body lay
Me and Trick Daddy come from a common
So us gettin' money, just a conversation
It's so hard stayin' and miss the confrontations
Cigars in the oval office, Raegan
Or Barack Obama, asalaam alaikum
Live for the moment, die for the
Bible on the dash, on the seat
I used to see you on my TV screen
And wondered was life like, was it all a dream?
And I met you out on LiveNation dates
Came to the that your watch was fake
Damn... you broke my heart
I really thought you niggas really owned them

[Interlude: Ross]
I to look up to you, nigga, uh

[Verse 2: Rick
Hard to point a finger when you a life of sin
I'ma bring my niggas with me if I or win
Bought a fleet of cars, let the bitches tag
This little thing of ours, not the ones to on
Omerta the code, Met Ball, parties with
Still blowin' thick smoke while you powder nose
Such a rush until the day the feds rush
when you niggas wish you put your bread up
Leased whips, bad blood, shit'll sink ships
Fast money comin' slow, you better quick
Rap game, so much fuck shit
That's why .45 in my truck fit trunks
Fuck a skateboard, I and got a Wraith, boy
Catholic labels, niggas gettin' raped, boy
Birdman's a priest, moans in his
is a sin, repent, forgive me, Lord
Shots fired, invasion out on Palm Ave
Red detonators, who the bomb now?
you in your eyes, nigga, 'fore I say good night
And pray that Mannie Fresh'll get to see the

[Interlude: Ross]
Damn, Stunna, I you, nigga
it came to this
Maybach

[Verse 3: Rick
You stole boys pub and bought a foreclosure
Scott Storch demons in it, which is poison
I handed over records, charged a coin
But the sentiment, I'm talkin' all alone
All Miami issues, Rozay form
way Big Ducky do for me in California
Never slippin', got relationships with the trillest
Tony Draper, J Prince and Jimmy henchmen
Plenty killers and I know that with it
Tiger, chinchilla, really no penny pinchin'
Knew that you never visit BG
Turk came home, take boy a three piece
dope, usin' coke, movin' like you the Folks
Sacrificin' our life for your new music cult
You would give us esteem and motivate our drive
But in our pocket by the time we count to five?
I pray you find the kindness in your heart for
His entire life, he gave you what there was to
I watched this whole so I'm part to blame
Last request, can all producers get paid?

[Outro: Rick
Can't believe shit, homie
I love you, nigga
How the fuck, nigga, you touch a billion, nigga
And your starvin', nigga
You on an island,
You to my city, nigga
I let you in my city,
And what hurt me the most,
Is how you did my brother Khaled,
was loyal to you, nigga
The I seen in my brother's eye, nigga
FaceTimin' my nigga, nigga, he took that to the chin,
That's why my blessed
That's why my Khaled blessed
You put my in the hole, homie
I don't you for that, my nigga
shit hurt me, you under-dig? Uh
It's painful what you see real niggas do when they get the
they get the bag
You can't forget 'bout lil bruh and them
I'll never 'bout lil bruh and them
Lil bruh and them, remember
Lil bruh and them, this for lil and them