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

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

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

There's levels to this shit, rappers and there's
Cats that spit facts and cats with flows
Minor leagues and the place where the is
Those that get and the one who exposes
And that's me nigga, you ain't no nigga
You ain't never ride around with no heat
You never take no bricks to go meet niggas
You an R&B, melody on the nigga
A sweet nigga, young with an old face
Sad, you ain't comfortable in your own
You in the game hating on Drake
Jealous cuz he was the man in your home
Now you on tour with
You did all that just to do a song with
He can rap but what the is wrong with him?
Niggas know whack, ya'll just going to go along wit him?
Fuck it, I guess integrity is
do anything for bread
Lying and trolling, spitting that's stolen
So full of shit, how it fit your colon?
Niggas should told him lyrically I'm a god
So dope when I spit niggas nod
real life and you just a façade
A fake, facsimile, a
I know it's hard, you 5'2 what it really is
You just want to take you serious
All through high school chicks wouldn't be you
No matter how loud you we ain't believing you
All the gun busting and selling, you even do
Nigga that was on Flex, it ain't even you
That's the nigga you want to be
A hundred niggas you don't equal one of me
This ain't personal dog, this is fun to me
Bring ass over here nigga, don't you run from me
Don hung you off of the bridge (now) Ima son your ass my kid
a big difference from a boy and a grown man
It's how you slap a nigga with your whole hand
Bar for bar, you ain't got no
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 yelling at the top of voice
And I just don't, I don't get the feeling, you what I'm saying?
Like I listen to bars, I've been a street my whole life
I...I don't get from you
I me....maybe it's because you from Canada, no to Canada, I don't know
But the gangsta you preaching and the shit that I know?
It don't add up, there's a disconnection
So keep the melody songs, throw the auto-tune on and all that shit
cute, we going to dance to it my nigga
But leave the rapping shit to the

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