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

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

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

There's levels to shit, rappers and there's composers
Cats that spit facts and cats with flows
Minor leagues and the place 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 with no heat nigga
You ain't never take no to go meet niggas
You an R&B, melody on the nigga
A sweet nigga, nigga with an old face
Sad, you ain't in your own space
You came in the hating on Drake
cuz he was the man in your home base
Now you on tour him?
You did all that just to do a song with
He can rap but what the is wrong with him?
Niggas it's whack, ya'll just going to go along wit him?
Fuck it, I guess integrity is
Niggas do anything for
Lying and trolling, spitting rhymes that's
So full of shit, how it fit your colon?
Niggas should told him lyrically I'm a god
So much dope when I niggas nod
It's real life and you a façade
A fake, facsimile, a
I know it's kinda hard, you 5'2 what it is
You just want niggas to take you
All through school chicks wouldn't be with you
No matter how you yell we ain't 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 equal one of me
This ain't even dog, this is fun to me
Bring your ass over nigga, don't you run from me
Don hung you off of the bridge (now) Ima son your ass my kid
It's a big difference from a boy and a man
It's how you slap a nigga around your whole hand
Bar for bar, you ain't got no
Leave the rap shit for me, stick to the slow

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

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