Luyện nghe bài hát If He Dies He Dies (Tory Lanez Diss)

Uh huh
You hear
This is like sad
Like we to go to a funeral
Sometimes a nigga talk theyself some shit that they can't get theyself out of, ya know
At some point you realize that your mouth done wrote a that your ass can't cash
And then you realize you playing with a nigga that ain't playing

This is what happen when a singer rapping
Call out a rapper and the rappers start
Now he feeling hisself, then he bragging
Now you trapped in the room with a
The nerve of nigga, got hot off of auto-tune
Did songs street niggas, now you feel like you a goon?
That is playing with your brain
Somebody tell he better stay up in his lane
the rain start pouring, lions start roaring
Nigga talking, I was trying to ignore him
Now he declared war so it's time to him (Facts)
They going to be mourning by the
should have warned him, this life I was born in
You a character nigga, you was in
I was sworn in, to the streets
It's all fucked up, ya'll woken the beast

levels to this shit, rappers and there's composers
Cats that spit facts and cats with flows
leagues and the place where the pros is
Those that get and the one who exposes
And me nigga, you ain't no street nigga
You ain't never ride around with no heat
You ain't never take no bricks to go meet
You an R&B, melody on the beat
A sweet nigga, young nigga an old face
Sad, you ain't comfortable in your own
You came in the game on Drake
Jealous cuz he was the man in your base
Now you on tour him?
You did all that just to do a with him?
He can rap but what the fuck is with him?
know it's whack, ya'll just going to go along wit him?
Fuck it, I guess integrity is
Niggas do for bread
Lying and trolling, spitting that's stolen
So full of shit, how it fit inside colon?
Niggas should have him lyrically I'm a god
So much dope I spit niggas nod
It's life and you just a façade
A fake, facsimile, a
I know it's kinda hard, you 5'2 what it is
You just want niggas to you serious
All high school chicks wouldn't be with you
No matter how loud you yell we believing you
All the gun and selling, you ain't even do
Nigga that was on Flex, it ain't even you
That's the nigga you want to be
A hundred niggas like you don't one of me
This ain't even dog, this is fun to me
Bring your ass here nigga, don't you run from me
Don you off of the bridge (now) Ima son your ass like my kid
It's a big difference from a boy and a man
It's how you slap a nigga with your whole hand
Bar for bar, you got no chance
the rap shit for me, stick to the slow jams

Stick to the jams nigga
I you can rap a little bit but we just don't believe you
I you 5'1, 5'2
You be at the top of your voice
And I just don't, I don't get the feeling, you what I'm saying?
Like I listen to bars, I've a street nigga my whole life
I...I don't get from you
I me....maybe because you from Canada, no disrespect to Canada, I don't know
But the shit you preaching and the shit that I know?
It don't add up, there's a disconnection
So keep making the songs, throw the auto-tune on and all that shit
Shit cute, we going to to it my nigga
But the rapping shit to the rappers

This is a
I know you ain't going to sa...you ain't to reply, you scared
You wanna rap against niggas don't rap no more
You wanna battle Eminem....I
You battle Eminem because he probably ain't going to battle you
But you don't want to rap with that rap